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And then, just like that, we became strangers to each other.
4 a.m. thoughts, words better left unsaid
Maybe we are all crazy, that’s why we search for love in places it can never be found.
4 a.m. thoughts
Me listening to Ptolemaea at 4am on a random Thursday.
Note: I’m offended it says “Ptolemaea” isn’t a word.
I don't need things to be perfect. I just need someone to pretend things are perfect with me for a bit.
Man, the 4AM “society is fucking doomed” feels be hittin’ hard tonight
But I must persist. I must stay silly :3