
okay.
i complain and talk about things i hate. So now it's time that i tell you about the things i love,
i love my bed, the smell of tide, the moon, storm clouds, anatomical hearts, sound of rain, talking, silence, road trips, rhymes, fire, ink, giant hugs, eyes, laughter, communicating, large open fields, your inner thoughts..my friends.
& you know what i'm afraid of? giving up..saying goodbye..drowning..hurting the people i never mean to.