Never known, never really.
Always in control, yet completely dipped in chaos. An introvert kissed by anxiety, with a sweet spot for... reckless thoughts, hand made things, and Casablanca Lilies.
Endless cravings consumed her, some were her weakness. Gently threaded words, heated fights blurred into passion, and the need to just be... free.
Her mind always spinning, drifting, seeking..maybe even just waiting. Waiting for the calm to her chaos, to finally breath her in.
Never known.
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Moments...
ChickLitA miscellaneous collection of random pages from my own personal journal. Raw, unedited thoughts. Usually written during moments where I found myself needing some sort of escape, or brief distraction. All true stories... (On going) ***Warning: Mature...
