bicycleofthoughts

As soon as I enter my apartment, sadness creeps up my throat. I see an empty apartment filled with darkness. The lights that I turn on don’t brighten me up. I look at myself in the mirror, tired from the day and unable to sleep sound. I don’t want to even do anything. Every day I lie on my bed thinking the same things falling asleep and waking up as tired as the previous night.​

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