Dream/Nightmare.I didn't think I'd ever write about you, again. After the way things ended, my love turned into hate. The heart that I had to soften...
Tread.Footsteps. https://www.instagram.com/p/DFmwSVGOX8Y/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link Indicators. Paths tread. I used to believe I was alone...
Want. Need. Choose.For the longest time, I only knew what I didn't want. Wanting something implied a sense of ownership. I wanted the worst because that is...
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