Everyone knows of pain but no one knows misery like your bestfriend. They share with you an unbreakable secert a bound between two story tellers who know untold tales the world will never fathom. Together they know every secert, every broken heart, every unexplained idea and random spure of the moment thought that many wouldn't understand. The bound between best friends is overly infinite. Only they seem not to try to avoid the past with all the flaws you created of yourself inside your own mind of wanting to be isolated and alone. They seem to get the words you never said and the sounds you make instead of explaining your in need. Bestfriends have a bound like you and me.
The words typed, untyped and typed again are hard to really comperhend, but I came to save lost Alice to far from wonderland. The sky is blurry and the king went away. The queen has caused mischief insnaring this pain. All the white rabbits and talking plants can't fix the lose of a prince, but maybe I can. So the king disappeared and the queen is a wreck but wonderland is far from a mess. Its got potential if you clip up the thrones. The garden is beautiful dispite of these storms. You find trusting the changes, hard and fearing the thoughts kept up at night . Inspite of all this you still try to fight. Fight past the cards that are bent and the Croquet left unplayed. You stand up for the twins and the oysters and play with the Hatter on your better of days. The hare and the mouse are as triblent in belief in fighting a cause,just like me. Of the thoughts that make us feel lost. So finding Alice is my concern in wonderland eat me and drink this are just words on a paper. The action that backs them is not in your favor. So strugglings hard and this tale has dragged on..... so I'll be here to help figure out how we can impossibly move on.
8|27|2019
