...And I found you so amusing,
everything about you just became so frequent visitor in my mind,
YOU ARE READING
existence within earth
PoetryPoetry in words of a mess, written throughout years of my teenage angst that continues. "Shall wisdom and hell be spoken when my ink turns into blood"
t w e n t y s e v e n
...And I found you so amusing,
everything about you just became so frequent visitor in my mind,
