Monday, November 6 @1:11 AM
I feel like an un-important fool sometimes. Being ard you no longer equates to simplifedbeauty but un- blessedhardship at this bloody moment. From light up to light down, been rationalising assumptions. Self assumptions infact.
Conclusion- Our ceiling of happiness (and i'm the pillar of your support) showed signs of crack. yet it's love. Our love. that mend it back.
I wanna go back to the time. when love. was lustsimple. when love. doesnt equates to uncertain emotional disorder.
The whirlpool of messy thoughts and emotions running through my constant mind and the never ending amount of buts and idontknows creeping out of my mouth time after time.
Those words you said. Hit me so hard. I fell so hard. I know you are stressed but i'm only trying to help.