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~Whispers of Stories~
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Whispers of Style - Don't close your ears by Lizeta Gjanci
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Rainy Whispers
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Whispers of Sunshine | A gap in the clouds.
A gap in the clouds. On being a bit of a weirdo. My arms hurt because I’ve scratched them to pieces. I didn’t mean to. It’s an involuntary reaction to the bit where my mind reaches its limit. I stop wanting to be me. I stop wanting to have air to breathe and a room to hide in and I stop wanting skin. I have digressed. It is my speciality. I don’t. I added that for even more dramatic effect. Posted in Head Stuff. As with most mornings he received a derisive snort and a less than cheery goodbye wave but, o...