27| s i m p l e c h a o s;
" when she speaks,
her words melt before my eyes,
a sight for simple chaos,
her pool of browns are always
dripping down my body,
making me paralysed,
oh, don't tell me it's not worth it,
you breath everyday to remind yourself ,
it's the memories that makes you human."
— moment of two.
As y'all know I asked for questions and nobody asked, so my mother asked one just incase to cheer me up.
*What is the only thing that an adult loves doing?
Answer: oh well pretty hard one mother, I'm an adult officially but still a kiddo at heart so i will opt for socialising , to me it's pretty easy to see the adults around me socialise with ease, no matter whatever their profession is. Sometimes when you start a good topic that you think others will like, people automatically think you're cool and rad. I guess that's one of adulty talents.
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