The door opens as I step in.
The light is blinding.
The music, although it's silent, steps into the foreground.
And then into my head.
Why do they play happy music around here?
People who come to a gas station at 3.54am don't want to hear happy music.
YOU ARE READING
Yeah, always
Não FicçãoxP So basically all the stuff I write just ends up in here if it's not written especially for any other album, book or story :) I hope you enjoy your read, maybe it can help you with stuff you go through, stay strong, love you <3
