9:00PM
This morning I woke up from a nightmare that consisted of me forgetting it was Thursday and I have yet been reproductive. I had never felt so relieved and glad to be awake before. Time is flying by so slowly now that I have nothing to do during the day and I wish I could go on a road trip or something of the sort so I can let my mind free and feel the liberty of being independent for once.
-a.c
YOU ARE READING
Clouded Thoughts.
PoetryThis is pure beauty, it is making my heart flutter inside like a trapped butterfly trying to escape it's dark cage... This is my journal for 30 days only. I write, so as to not be dead.
