Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadowsDespite knowing each other for the past 19 years, as they have watched me grow, I still am clueless of how to approach them. I am a loser, a failure in the realm of interaction. I am a blur, insensitive introvert who can't even spend happy times with my relatives.
(Zelda Fitzgerald)
DONAWHALE - RAINY NIGHT
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