Words bereft of joy, the joy that’s brought by love when it begins, with hopes that it won’t end, but now, alone, the artist molds a mask so that those words we wrote might last until the day the next love comes along hoping that she might see beyond the silly words that make up his love songs into the heart, where there’s a boy whose only dream is taking off the mask he wears to trade it for a smile
A window into the life of a 24 year old whose life is anything but ordinary, and yet completely ordinary. Perhaps through this you'll learn about who I am. Perhaps something I go through might help you. Perhaps you'll never see this site, and who am I to say whether by any of these outcomes your life is made better or worse. All I can say is that it's here for your entertainment, and hopefully in some way it makes you better for having checked it out.
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