laying on the grass sounds so nice until you realize there are bugs and dirt everywhere
how do you say ‘please talk to me more i crave your company’ to someone without sounding like a creep
I worry about myself far too often lately
I worry that my reach for happiness
has drawn back to be a fine line of stress and obsession
I am once again not myself,
But I am writing again
so this must be proof that i am snapping back to reality
I am becoming real,
Wanting,and wanting more than ever
But noy quite grasping onto what I truly desire.
There are but only two or three things I need,
one of wich i will never recieve.
All I’ve have now is happiness
Ask me anything