7:22 am
the broken smile on my face
hides the bad reality
that i'm
s h a t t e r e d .
ESTÁ A LER
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poesia[ 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. ███████...
