#im tryin my best
Just
My poems are my stutters. The feelings I couldn’t express in that moment. My thoughts on a cold winter night. My tear stains on your shirt but also like my poems. They are meaningless without you. You and me live forever in text but never truly poems. Just stutters, just words. Another tear… -Some0nereally
Pushed myself to do the laundry, 2 phone calls, 5 assignments, eat something and shower in the same day !!
Lassan minden összeomlik körülöttem