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It changes. It shifts. It does what it pleases.

He is an ambience music.

The whole deranged composition of his own sanity.

She vibrates in a frequency, he’s finally able to tune in.

Everyday it rains inside my heart.

Transpiration of this whole deranged conscription.

Life is fueled by time.

The sky is white, tainted only by strokes of blurry blue.

With all your might, would you recalcitrate your own demise upon the revitalised cultivation of your own guise?

Do you find it superlative to pertain to things beyond your capacity to cope?

We were engaged in a subterranean loss.

We are here

I have always known you are the home to my heart. I have always known you are the north to my compass.

Love is terrifying,

The boy hid his feeling well, if there ever was. The girl had never asked. The boy had never intended to tell.

Something ever was and expected to never change, the young man was the girl’s true north where a needle pin would point towards tirelessly.