the miserable life of a miserable teenager
poster wall
I have an entire wall dedicated to photos, posters and pretty much anything I can stick on. It’s not as cheerful as it may sound.
Those woeful words and pieces, do look pretty in all those colours though. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.
Thought I’d make an accurate representation of my mind. My mom doesn’t like it, but I do.
It feels real, me.
Whoever that is.
Some pictures I put up years ago. From friends, I don’t call friend anymore.
Should take them down, only strengthens the ghosts.
But I like nostalgia. It hurts, however that was a time in my life. A better time.
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