The more I read,
The more I see
What could happen to me,
The less I want to be in reality.
I mean,
Which girl would voluntarily
Live with
A snappy mom
And friends who don't
Who don't understand
How she feels
When she can be
The infamous Y/N?
YOU ARE READING
My mini sagas
Poesia[0.5] Home Home, for me, Isn't the place I grew up in. It's my friends. Songs. Beautiful moments. Train rides, Sleepovers, The ocean And escaping the rain in a café. It's also here: My online friends, wonderful people, amazing stories. I want you t...
