Psychology

Welcome to my darkness

She just stared at the mess before her and hummed. She hummed and hummed. She whispered in her own ear. Yes, she did. Indeed, she did.

Dirt. Emptiness. An empty car waiting to be driven. It was all gray and frayed. And, nuanced. It was her darkness. That was her passenger. That was the weight on her shoulder. That was what got her through the day.

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