she's never afraid of the dark, nor being alone, but when the sun has completely set and the stars start appearing out of the clouded sky, she's beginning to grow frailer. the darker parts of her thoughts have become dominating. she knows how to swim but tonight, she's drowning, and no one's around to come save her. she's used to being alone. she's independent herself, but most of the time, she craves for someone who will try to understand her even though she's inarticulate, or be patient with her even though she's obstinate.
-c.d.c.
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pen, paper, and coffee
شِعرsets of words composed by a girl who's constantly trying to figure herself out -c.d.c.
