Imagine having someone you could call yours,someone that has the ability to make you smile brighter than your phone on full brightness and wider than the whole radius of the earth and that person can make you feel things you've most likely never felt before and every day with them triggers a never ending feeling of euphoria and he/she is capable of getting you so high on happiness to the point where you can breath pink.
ew.
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Until she was happy
PoetryHappiness is a privilege and i talk deep so this whole book is a possible trigger warning. Don't look at this as a way to find peace in your darkness, this doesn't offer that, look unto this as a way to hurt with someone else, and find peace in the...
