as words flow endless into a papercup i am sitting here after another long day and wonder how i made it this far.
with images of broken light running though my brokenbrain i wonder why i let myself wander this far.
but in the end nothing will change in my world right?
about me
- june
- Pittsburgh, PA, United States
- If you were to ever get in my way... I'd probably excuse myself.
well read - better written
acordianplayer
1 comment:
Nothing will change in your world but you can change within it.
Or something.
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