La La Land

I lived in La la land for the longest time. I rarely visited reality, it felt oddly comfortable staying in a phase that wasn’t real. I refused to see others for what they truly were, I made excuses for my lack of fortitude and I painted an image of myself which I carried for years, the image of a girl that was no good.

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