me and my fake scenarios against the world

till my avoidant personality do us apart

i hope wherever you are, you won the war, the one i couldn’t help you win

a big part of who i am is who i am not anymore

humans can be museums too, filled with history they can no longer touch

how poetic of God to put salt in tears and in the ocean, to show us how deep emotions can be

i don't really like people so the people i like, i love

because who am i if i don‘t give my entire heart everytime?

ⓘ this user is stressed out 24/7

angel sun, princess rising, fairy moon

brown eyes and a heart of an angel

busy all day doing angel activities

don’t ruin your beautiful soul just so you fit into an ugly society