[it’s where you could find me when you couldn’t find me anywhere else]

To hell with this.

I’m tired of hearing that everything’s made for a fucking reason. I’m done pretending that everything’s gonna be all right, just because everyone says so. I’m exhausted with those advices telling me that time heals all wounds, someday I’m gonna understand everything, and I just have to wait for the right moment of enlightenment. ‘Cause right now, nothing makes any fucking sense to me.

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