Jun 2019
Me, 3.14
Barely out of this terrible dream,
Writing a poem on how i beat death.
Just writing lines.
The world is mine.
And no regret.
best **** time i ever had.
Barely out of this terrible dream,
Writing a poem on how i beat death.
Just writing lines.
The world is mine.
And no regret.
best **** time i ever had.
I was writing about this dream i had, for an hour now or more and i wrote these lines just to keep me occupied in between. Me 3.14
