A dreamer. I write to delve deep into the truths. I read to provide food to my soul. An aberration trying to be usual.
I like to sip coffee the same color as your eyesAs dark as it could beThat holds the entire world insideAnd…
Let me just stop fightingLet me just hold onLet me just be alright And walk it down the shore.
I think a lot about this placethen I stop thinkingthenI miss thinking about this place.