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Rose
23
L.A. grown
Traveler
Caffeine Fiend

That yearning hunger for something… 
Love. Life. Some kind of meaning.

I’m so disenchanted with everything.

With everyone.

The only thing on my mind is disappearing.
On a personal discovery. Nothing remarkable.

Just the thing that eludes me to this day - peace of mind.

I really just need somebody to talk to.

I really lack a voice of reason in my life that I trust.

Someone who doesn’t judge me. And can guide me through this shitty life.