I forced my pen to ink those words
That seemed unwilling to appear...
Washed Away...
Plastic Waste
Plastic waste is not okay...
Only a vulnerable,
Lonely person will...
There's too much aching and breaking in this world
too many of us are made of porcelain and glass...
Idiopathic intracranial hypertension
Leaves me feeling weak for days and...
Night time,
I've always feared you...
It's another world inside my head,
romantic scenes and massive bloodshed...
God is dead,
thus Zarathustra said...
some nights, i look up to the stars,
so bright, yet far away...
Loving me is rought,
And I don't know how to tell you...
Can i tell you something?
There are days i fear my heart will stop beating...