or when there's nothing to say.
today, my lips were parted for me to breathe, only because my sinuses were too clogged up for nose-breathing. open, shut, open, shut. i smiled and i frowned, i laughed and i was blank-faced.
i felt, and i felt nothing at all.
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Smart Girl
Non-Fictionthoughts from the smart girl. //the journal of wren// //highest rank #2 in non fiction// //all names of real people interacted with here are altered from their original versions for privacy's sake//
