What's stopping you from all the things you want to do?
I'm a stranger.
Miles and miles away.
Rooting for you.
Waiting for you to make a change.
Even if that meant,
Getting out of bed
Or simply breathing.
I'm fucking proud of you.
YOU ARE READING
Dreams.
PoetryThese are writings I've kept in my notes for the longest. You could say poetry, I just say writings or as they're called, "dreams." Simply what goes on in my head, how I'm feeling, what's happened, or what is happening. Just updates on my life, may...
