i swear this does not actually live in my head rent free
the water is literal lol also how do you write someone who’s been gone for too long
a conversation between two beings, one and two.
dreams are too sweet to be consumedblood gushes out of their prickly little bodiesbut the sugar rush is simply too addicting
they trail after me like lost puppiesi am unsure of the reason they stayi have nothing to feed them…
And so it begins again.
will you still be here with me?
we discuss about all the one days-
this cafe, that restaurant, a cute bakery next door while
walking hand in hand through throngs of people,
moral integrity is something we’re all expected to have. whether or not people actually have them is another thing. “what are your beliefs? what are your values?” these questions are what you’d usually find in a quotev…
yes, it is what it is.
-values and beliefs-
to anonymous you,
I have always been scared to post on medium
afraid of people judging my writing
But here I am, ready to expose my deepest feelings
Ironic, isn’t it?
