By Farah
Submitted by twisted_lie
Date: 2015 Jul 01
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Hot mess.

I feel like I am a soul floating in this endlessly expanding universe. I have no idea where I'm heading but the current is slowly dragging me down. The words people utter are like huge alphabets raining on me. They hit my corpse but they do not hurt me. You cannot damage what is already broken and I was already in pieces.