i like to think i can make it
out of this alive, but sometimes
i wonder if i do make it, how
many pieces will i be left in?
how many tongues can speak
of a touch that doesnt orbit for
an opened spot - i dont have my
future planned, but i know i
want you
there
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
poems to you
Poesiaa girl who writes to those who she cant find the courage to speak to
