jumbled thoughts that make no sense and yet i still have the sense to ramble with them i don’t know…
i don’t really wanna be me anymore. i have such a great life, i flew to new york for the…
Random spurt of words in my brain that I decided to share.
Started from the bottom, climbing tiers
“I can see my life passing me by. Was it all too much, or just not enough?”
It’s a story about a little girl with her whole life ahead of her, and then…Tragedy.
i’m shedding my life and loosing the color of my personality
Yin, yang, life, death.