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Put my music on shuffle, let the lyrics speak to me.

when the weather turns cold / and you wish of better seasons

i knew a girl from a haunted gift shop / said it was spooky, but she liked it a lot

she's so bright she blinds / i wish she could be mine

six word story

think i left the faucet running / now my words are filling up the tub

there's static in my brain

Dedicated to my grandma - rest in peace.

Of fitting into society's expectations, and living to appease others.

Of the danger of loving too hard, and needing someone too much.