“Random whispers..
At times everything’s just dull, plain and simple. The world isn’t cruel, it’s not ugly, it is dull. It is most often on days like these where I find myself searching for excitement, spikes of emotion, what living tastes like; right now, all I smell is smoke, ashes, and the carbon which used to be anything and everything else. It is on days like this, where everything isn’t good enough and even perfection is neither acceptable nor satisfactory. The world is dull to those with dark brown eyes, and life is numb to those with lonely hearts.
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