Aug
17th
Tue
17th
Not. A. Thing.
Nothingness.
Emptiness.
I fight over. But still couldn’t get under.
You.
With everything that going through.
Making that damn-big hole of confusion.
Getting me under those compulsion.
I’m getting dizzy.
I though I remember recalling u said it would be easy.
Don’t even try me.
I’m pretending I dunno anything.
But I can tell I’ll always be there, waiting.
