You're the night, the dirty night that keeps us going

I am entranced by trash-glam. The muted color, vibrant personality, and IDGAF-'tude. Sometimes I wish I lived on skid row.

And that I could skateboard. That would be badass.

Maybe this is all because I care too much what other people think. I wish I was anonymous.

Even in this big city, it's hard to become a number, a passerby, a stranger.

I wish I knew who I will become someday. I'm sick of searching.

xx

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