When I grow old I wish to have wrinkles
Pathing every path I could have chosen
Canyons across my skin
I hope to look and not regret
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Fuck You, Nicely
PuisiOne finding themselves, ups and downs; streams of melancholy and yearning of the heart. Contains time stamps of a life that seem to fade too fast and rants through life lessons I often forget. There might be some triggers with eating and just mental...
Old
When I grow old I wish to have wrinkles
Pathing every path I could have chosen
Canyons across my skin
I hope to look and not regret
