Jan
8th
Fri
8th
history repeats itself and nothing is treated well by time like your feelings for me or for anything in general. time is slow to age me
but my will is slowly changing
and i think its all just shaking
confidence
and courage
to even keep me from such hateful things
we consume to fill something in our life but it never really matters
we still keep our good intentions thinking there could be a purpose
but never really trying to keep our big picture
time is only tragic when the tragedy becomes conscious
we are not anything but what we create
we are not anything but what we create
