If I tell you my story.. would you listen?
If you could hear my thoughts, the pure and dirty alike.. would you still be there when I open my eyes?
Most nights I stay up past midnight. I'm tired and I want to sleep, but I can't because my mind doesn't let me. It overthinks, over analyzes things. It flies and I never know when it's coming back.
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theunschldk1d's Random Thoughts when Magisa: The Chronicles of Princess Lyka
PoetryHi, I'm Pj. I read (ridiculously a lot), write, and take photographs. This book is about my thoughts and feels at the moment, shit and all, not polished for publication. This is an online travel adventure into my parts unknown, my stories unheard...
