I’m never really sure what my brain is doing, but tonight my whole body stopped making sense.
My heart started thinking, and my lungs started beating. Outside my skin is hot, but my bones feel cold. Everything is backwards.
However, after a long night of writing and reflection, I have never been so glad to be alive.
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Summed up : I am rapidly approaching 20 years old, but I have not quite reached that moment where I give up my dreams.