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When I can't sleep I take photos. When I take photos I edit. When I edit I express my feelings. When I express my feelings...I figure out why I'm not sleeping.

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Forever waiting for this...

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Ghost have a habit of haunting long past their time of leaving. So I suppose its no surprise that the memory of loving you comes back to haunt me every so often when I'm supposed to be sleeping.

Answer: all of the above.

I'm in love.

Who needs sleep anyways...

Do you ever just want to excape your life? Right now anything and everything wrong that could happen is happening. My mom finds a man that makes her happy and he dies. She is depressed and is slowing spiraling into a coma of her own sadness and there is nothing I can do. I'm 17 and I don't have my license, that's mostly my fault to do excessive anxiety but I really need it more that ever now. I had to pack up my entire house all by myself and move it across the country and then the man supporting us dies and we become homeless. You never really think about all the basic stuff you have until you lose it all in a blink of an eye. I've been sleeping on a blowup mattress in my grandma's basement for a good couple of weeks. I know I shouldn't be complaining about my situation because I could have it much worse. I'm just frustrated and scared and lonely. I've basically become the adult.

I was once your silver lining, but now I'm gold.