can we still be friends?i miss the way things used to be.
devid
untitledone more summer and all will vanishuntitled
my youth. adolescence. once pure, now tarnished a real life in a real world kills the imagination and its up to the heart to make its own creation to surpass obstacles.issues.dramas.doldrums this huge ominous world is coming for me
im afraid. terrified. to not fulfill my dream youth is a sanctuary where all is protected however with age comes responsibilities&rejections i have been taught the virtues and values of human nature now i must embrace these gifts and embark on my new future somewhere along the way among the mist and the troughs &
Desperate
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