wicked_vines
Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm lonely, maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm sane. It's hard to tell, but my hands ache. When I walk to work, the only thing that's keeping my hands warm is the mug between my hands, but I want another hand to keep mine warm. Not some manufactured piece of crap. From my finger tips to my wrist, they just want to be held and want to hold.