A bad morning this. I got up and got ready to go to LEARN for a group called TRUE COLOURS. I left my house and started walking, but couldn't get past the street I was on. I just kept walking back to my house and stopping and standing still, then turning and leaving again, then stopping, then turning back. I hate this--all of IT.PEACE - Tristan
after hours the night wisks away the stains left on the teeth of the day
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