Oh How I Miss The Normality Of Human Contact. Fulled By Coffee And Prossced Chicken, Cause Thats How I Roll.
This is how a sunday should be. Problem free. Care free. Childish.
Filled with boredum and laughter.
With friendship.
And well.. I missed it.
All of it.
May Have Stuffed My Face.
But It'll Be Okay.
Nothing Seems Like It Can Hurt Me Right Now.
I Think I'll Sleep Well Tonight.
I miss the carefree ignorance that comes with childhood.
Will I ever regain that?
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