10:40 pm
i don't even want
to be apart of this sad,
tragic and
h o r r i b l e
place we call reality.
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intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poetry[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
horrible place
10:40 pm
i don't even want
to be apart of this sad,
tragic and
h o r r i b l e
place we call reality.
