I bet this sounded better in my head.

I'll keep talking and you just tell me when.


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Pulley

I can’t hear the sound of my own voice. I sound like a muddied mess of uncertainty, the lovechild of false pride and absolute euphoria manifesting into a sad, sad shallow hollow well of a person who just caught a glimpse of loving herself blind. I sound like an idiot. The brighter the sun, the faster I run. So rain like hell. Give me tragedy. FLOOD THIS WELL.

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