i have a craving,
a need for something different.
i'm an eleutheromaniac
with no real idea of what
i want my freedom to be.
m.r
27 words
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𝙋𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙨
Thơ ca1:48 am "And with every drop of rain that hits the earth, I can hear your soulful voice echoing through my mind. Calm whispers of the wind, crashing along the sea, calming my every nerve. You are the air in my lungs and the words I speak. You are my...
eleutheromania
i have a craving,
a need for something different.
i'm an eleutheromaniac
with no real idea of what
i want my freedom to be.
m.r
27 words
