Desperation

It’s making me sick to my stomach, but there’s nothing better. It’s what keeps walking skeletons walking. Desperation is the stuff that makes stars shine, the good stuff. And when it’s left and all gone, what you’re left with is magic and warmth and security, and time doesn’t matter. Because now you’re living. And you’ve got little stars on the crown of your head and freckled across your arms. You’ll be alright. You’re good.

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Desperation

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