Like a flick of a switch she's gone. Desolate and lost in her own head. Quietly questioning... Compulsively contemplating... And savagely sifting... Through every last fragment in her mind.
Like a flick of a switch she's gone. Desolate and lost in her own head. Quietly questioning... Compulsively contemplating... And savagely sifting... Through every last fragment in her mind.
Anonymously Hal 
This sounds like some pretty drastic decluttering.
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Endless decluttering 😏
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A trail that will surely lead to shocking secrets about friends, foes, and herself.
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slip sliding away inside your own head. not that i understand that or anything… 😉😍
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Yeah…. Who drifts off into their own abyss anymore? 🙂
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pffft no one lol
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