I have been up all night coughing my lungs out. It is 4:36 am and pretty down I'll be going back upstairs, settling into my bed, and attempting to sleep once again. I've been sick for so long and I'm SO tired. AHHHHH!
-We've all become bored with the childish fear that we create; one of sleepless nights and fantasy worlds that crave excitement. It's begins to make normal days a blur of nothingness.
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When missing you became a fact, life became fiction. The written account of a Tessa Elizabeth MacMurchy, a figment of imagination.
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