Guess noone is my yellow soon my friends are probably gonna leave me too so theres no point to find it..
Guess ill be blue my whole life i hope my friends wont be my gray
They ment to me now its all crumpling
And...
My mind is overflowing with thoughts and questions
My heart is starting to drift away
Golden Hour.....the hour when beautiful and handsome people get together and go outside and take magestic pictures i wish i was like that
The heat of the sun touches my skin the smell of nature people that are gathered
This is probably the worst part of day to be honest
YOU ARE READING
The Story Of A Life
Non-FictionThis is practically words that express what i feel and stuff...i didn't putted my name in there for a reason
