I am lost, and that inner peace that I’ve been striving for seems farther away. How can it be that I’m just as confused…if not more so… than when I was half my age? At least back then I had hope, imagination, and passion to keep me strong.
I Walk Alone
Astride Noel

My god, I feel this.

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