My eyes want to shut, my breathing wants to be automatic, but they cant. I want sleep, but I cant.
My body wants rest, but the cold within scratches its disgusting nails on my throat each time I breathe.
I cant sleep today, but I wish I could've.
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Draws miscellaneous stuff.
Strawpage (active whenever im interested in updating it or whatever): http://myceli0m.straw.page
the sound of gravel
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