What kind of fuckery is this?
u know that in antarctica or, well, somewhere around there, where it’s cold and icy, a day can last up to 6 months…and then comes the night. the darkness simply takes over, icyness is even icier and the cold can’t be described in human words, because humans are warm…human warmth expressed in words…
my bright day has ended and here came the night.
what kind of fuckery is this? I can’t seem to handle cold, never was able to, always hated it. yet, it’s night. I have no idea what’s gonna be of me next, coz I can’t see very far from now and this night already seems endless. freezing hands are melted by hot tears running away from where they should be, inside there, where they were during the day.
what kind of fuckery is this? snowdrops outside and I can’t get some for myself. I’m afraid they would tear me into pieces with their weight…
what kind of fuckery is this?????
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