i stole a bottle of vodka, danced it up and ended up drinking a wingless penguin.
Maria? Who was that again?
I said I wanted a chaotic introduction, not a short one William!
Let me try again then.
What's the matter with those ivory keys?
What's the matter with that life that you lead?
Well you feel like a loner, you feel like a lonely little lamb
YOU ARE READING
I spit mental disorders in my free time || poetry and prose
Randomstarted gathering pieces of my traumatised selves while playing the therapist