It did come to a point when life was just held back b stupid rutines and compulsive behaviours which for the sake of my sanity would not leave me alone. Nights spent angry and days spent frustrated were the only things within my view. To everyone else who did not know me, I was just a person who had her priorities screwed up and her head in the fucking clouds
For those who'd understand me, they empathised.
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