BACK BACK BACK
Its been a long ass time since I've posted. And I'm feeling pretty good about life right now. But perhaps thats a perculiar lie. line.
I met a man. A man. He's 27. Not a immature what have you. Its so weird. Its so comfortingly scary. I love every second of it, and find myself waiting to wake up often.
I wonder when Im old, will I read this.
....to the older me... don't be scared I was thinking of you, think of me.
Shit these words a fake attempt.
I met a man. A man. He's 27. Not a immature what have you. Its so weird. Its so comfortingly scary. I love every second of it, and find myself waiting to wake up often.
I wonder when Im old, will I read this.
....to the older me... don't be scared I was thinking of you, think of me.
Shit these words a fake attempt.