24/M/Canada Manic, Depressed, smokes too much pot, stressed out, uneducated, with no writing background whatsoever.
come read my poetry. 20 followers / 887 words
I gaze at the stars and yet, none of them matter I look back to you~
Of all I've seen, and all I've done, nothing could have prepared me for you, the world looks different since I met you, I long for the day I can read these to you