a journal of my journeys
About Me
3.10.16
If there’s only one thing I could ask,
Then it’d be an adjective, not a noun; grateful
get enough to everything I got
not being a deficiency
do not give a single shit to people who badmouth
God, I’m trying,
I really am
1.10.16
Met you
I was wondering when would we meet again
but I was afraid I would meet you
then ta-da
there you are
in unwanted place
with my controlled-surprise-look
stared each other, but there's no hello or goodbye
when will we meet again?
someday, i hope.
in a wanted place,
with my proper dress
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