The art of procrastination, is to not care at all.
What a fool I am?
To assume I could do nothing at all,
other than worry.
Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 2:32 PM UTC
Life is not race,
Pace yourself and appreciate ,
What you have been gifted.
And, breathe.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 9:55 AM UTC
perfect
the constant unattainable desire to become accepted.
Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 2:39 PM UTC
They told me I was going to make it,
To be someone they never were,
Torn faces look upon me,
Disappointment filled with despair.
They lied.
Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 2:27 PM UTC
I love you.
The three words that have yet to touch my ears.
Mar 8, 2020
Mar 8, 2020 at 11:42 AM UTC
To be loved is to be broken,
Yet,
To be broken is to be loved.
How sad to think I'll never be either.
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 4:40 PM UTC