What happens when you mix sarcasm with walls that reach the sky?
You get me. A bottled up mess.
But hey. Who cares? Who cares about me, and my bottled up mess?
Someone up above. Someone who created that very bottle.
Too bad I filled it with trash, muddy water, and snap decisions.
Here I am, that bottled up mess.
Want to know the crazy part? Someone fell in love with my bottle. My mess.
He'll help her dump out all the regrets, and scrub the insecure, glass walls. He will help her clean it up, and together, they'll realize that perfection isn't too far to reach.
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