One of my guys is having a meltdown. You’ve gotta break your mold to grow into something else. Maybe I’m the one being tested. How honest do I dare to be and will there be point of no return consequences?
experimental stream of consciousness writer who may or may not be a liar. sanest person you've ever met but i'll look you in the eyes like a computer eating magnets. what i don't know about you, i'll make up. and you'll still love me because you don't know where i went that moment you swore i disappeared. my moods chase the seasons and i hear it makes an interesting read. i like smelling good.