Sensing that something new to me but old hidden to people will kill me, will be the death of me.
Something that was hidden a bit long from me, will ruin me.
Well for sure, I have no idea what it is but I know I can never prepare for the truth of it.
YOU ARE READING
𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯
随机writing this because I've been sick and have nowhere else for my feelings to be heard of
