what's it like to curse fluently?
what's it like to exchange clothes with friends?
what's it like to have a sleepover?
what's it like to have birthday surprises?
what's it like to gossip about useless things?
what's it like to pull out pranks together?
what's it like to have a friend circle?
what's it like to have a tea/coffee buddy?
what's it like to actually have a childhood?
what's it like to not be me?
— SweetSimu.
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EUNOIA
Poetry❝ we are all just stars that have people names. ❞ - Nikita Gill. EUNOIA - beautiful thinking, a well mind. [a collection of all of my imperfect, unedited, messy poems. some are not even poems. majority of these don't rhyme. some don't even make sens...
