Dark grey tuesday 

Those thoughts, those figments of the future. They are only alive when being talked about. They need to stay dead. 

Such thoughts bring about expectations, hopes and desires. Such thoughts that bring about problems. It’s poison wrapped up beautifully. 

Yeah, funny. Funny how much it hurts and stings to flush it out of my system when they don’t even exist in the present. They need to be left alone. 

It’s for the better at least it should. 



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