I feel like I want to go off the clock. Everything is hard, my thoughts towards all my friends, like all the paranoia. “Are they really my friends?” “Why aren’t we hanging out?” Stuff like that. Other people tend to make my thoughts worsen because I get too attached and I idolize too much. This […]
Around bedtime, creativity demonstrates ecstatic furnishings. Greatly helping Imaginations jumble.Killing lament memories near open places.Quietly resting sensitive tears under vexing walls. X yelling zero. Now that was a random A-Z poem, with some hidden meanings.
One of my hobbies. :)