misreadings
I wrote in here last night... just a spill of emotion... a splash of indulgence. I write to expel from myself.
I am not to be confused with unhappy... for love has made me an unlimited smile. I am contented, satiated. I am in love.
I wrote in here last night on a flow of self boredom... I get bored with myself in moments of solitude. I am not last night anymore.
mind fart--- I think my ankle just vibrated.... is this strange?
I am not to be confused with unhappy... for love has made me an unlimited smile. I am contented, satiated. I am in love.
I wrote in here last night on a flow of self boredom... I get bored with myself in moments of solitude. I am not last night anymore.
mind fart--- I think my ankle just vibrated.... is this strange?