If you stand us side by side I have more scars You have more lies. They’re both dark splotches running through our cores Whatever is like love is a synonym for war.
I swear I look at love songs now and I’m like, please, that never happens, that isn’t true but it’s just secretly my heart feeling bad that that isn’t true for me.
When I people watch, I’m usually trying to decide if people are happy. No making up elaborate stories about their inheritances or sex lives, unless they have a super obvious pointer to either, but whether they have contentment. Whether the chubby mother running after her chubby baby really wanted said baby, or if in the […]
In my lifesometimesI’m not surewhich is easier to findloveor truth.And sometimes it seemsto beto methat these masters of artistryhide their faces from me.