krystiekthnx
Direction lost. This tool is no use. Simple materials are supposed to find MY way? Unlikely. You don't know my heart. It hurts. My head aches. Everything is beating, pulsating. I don't know where to go or, hell, even how to let go. But you dare to offer me direction? These are no woods, no forest. This is my life.
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