Monday, October 5, 2015

discarded

there is one feeling that i can't seem to escape. i feel like i've been discarded -- a crumpled up piece of paper that's been thrown in the waste bin. an object that is unwanted, unneeded, and viewed as completely worthless. it's not a good feeling to carry in one's heart, broken as it may be.

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