One day I will take you for granted. Your sweat will no longer smell sweet
All our lives summed up such Profound moments of confusion where it's not clear if everything is on the line or really just nothing at all
I found something someone wrote for me a while ago. I really like it, so here it is for your reading enojyments
I woke from a fever dream, screamed and woke again. She was fickle and distant and cursed beautiful madness.