11:51PM
Tomorrow is December, I can't believe time goes that fast.
One day someone is going to hug you so tight.
That all of your broken pieces
Will stick back together.
-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.
