Dear dear, I am not good at making friends. Most of the time, I make it only about it myself, about my faulty focus, about how I am doing this new thing, how I don’t want everyone to know but listen to all this unknown, how even now in this tumbling self-centered supposed selflessness, I … Continue reading
without you there’d be only an absence of existence that would eat up space only you could feel and fill with you * there are two things to live by in life the first is to not live by anything the second is to question anything that labels itself the first the third is … Continue reading
