A beautiful mess

It kind of hurts when the kind of words you write kind of turn themselves into knives.

Sometimes, I unknowingly crumble into an awful mess of emotions though I thought I’ve grown out of you. Perhaps not.
Perhaps, it’s just a bad week.

I need a good and healthy form of distraction. And maybe, I will progress to become a beautiful mess.

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