Reality is black and white. A pang of jealousy goes deep into the thick, black tar in my lungs which I guess you could call: regret. Self-loathment persists until every last sting has numbed. I do this to myself, maybe to remind myself of how stupid I was, so I will not be so, again.
hideoustupidamnoseyuckendallyuckendallyuck
Black and white cover every color, and the one I am feeling now is dark purple. Blue, mixed with red, mixed with a hint of green.
What a fool i was.
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