when ur trying to act chill
I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.
I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly.
i find it hard to eloquently express the depths of my thoughts. i cant say its clear for me to understand so how could i expect to explain it to others? there are times where solitude is the greatest companion and others when loneliness drags me through thorn bushes leaving scratches for other people to interpret incorrectly