I feel like his emotions are so big and so outwardly, I can't have mine.
Because if we both of feeling all these big things, we won't survive. We will fall down the hole of misery and overwhelming anxiety; so I stay the anchor.
No one tells you how hard being the anchor can be.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
The Ramblings of a Mad Woman
Thơ CaWell I don't know if you can actually call this book poetry, it's really ramblings. But that's why poetry is beautiful right? It can be anything. You surrender your soul and write what comes out and that's what you have here. Poems about life, hea...
