“Another sleepless night alone, and I can’t do this on my own. I’m reaching out to touch the one just like me. No one seems to hear my voice, it echoes across the void, shattering the noise.
Bring it on, this is a chance for redemption, you don’t have to question whether we’re wrong or if we’re right. (whether we’re wrong or if we’re right)
I’ve come too far to back down now, gotta finish what I started. It’s not over, no, it’s not over.”
-Straight Line Stitch
A Peculiar Cerebral Tangle 