what am i supposed to look for your face or the door what goes past the rooms unseen is it the truth or something in-between
i want this house to flood one day but i dread the sense of drowning so if the truth pulls me closer to the edge of the abyss then let me jump off for death is a bliss
hey-o. i was thinking about how when you're in a relationship with someone, sometimes you do not want to know the truth. to stay blissfully unaware is to create the sense of security. hope you enjoy.