voici mon histoire ..
This is until i get a Journal, until i figure myself out.
Stuck in my grandmother for the night and today, its pretty loud here, but I got the backyard to keep my thinking calm and relaxed. Im sitting here, and it almost feels like paradise, the air feels amazing, the animals are calm and walking around. Its almost like a book, instead im the monster, im the evil one who thinks it all away, haha.
I always think about him when im outside and its beautiful out. I think of the way we spent our days together, always.
I think of how it would be like if I just kept my mouth shut, and saved it for the kissing.
That’s seemed to be the problem with me.
My stomachs rumbling when I brought that up, or maybe its this nasty hot pocket I just ate.
:/
….”no ones telling you to wait”.
