high and dry
cruising the caribbean single-handed on a shoestring
Fifty Shades of Blue
I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth…
empty
out of sorts
don't know which way to turn
surrounded by darkness
broke
broken hearted
falling to pieces
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