“What are you doing with your life?” he says.

“Waiting.”

“Waiting for what?”

Then she looks at the night above her. “When the emptiness stops haunting my mind; haunting my soul. That one moment when all darkness brightens; when the fucket up shit floating in my mind fades away.”

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