💔: I'm not perfect, not because I've said it. Just feels like you were expecting the unspoken. I may well go my own way, but it always leads back to you. I am bitter over the lies; empty promises that made it difficult to leave you. I have said this before: I do not want love; rather one who is good at being dishonest. Love can be bought for all that. Honestly deserved, but I do not have time for all that.
⏳: Do you think there is enough time to waste? The hourglass runs out; but you can turn it around again. The sand will probably find its way back home, it's harder for those who can not find one. Time is not waiting for everyone, unfortunately it is the curse of life
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Let's cry together
Poesia~ Poetry vibes ~ Well, it's 1 pm, and I got nothing to lose. Enjoy the ride together with a trainwreck :" D.
