My Confusion doesn't know how to put my phone down I rather drown to not look at my phone gives me life in no reality
If I can't make sense of it I rather make vents to it
relapse on paper should I say note pad
Lovely speaking non stop of sights uncompleted thoughts supper gathered exploding to be escaped
Can't imagine not having the ideas to write it's my magical power held against the world until I spill for a bit
until I can finally share the unique expressions for 1 night for a comment no opinion is needed maybe a view
Still brings this entire blank note to you and again I can write gradually move away from my thoughts and hang out in the horizon where it's exactly where we love to play
The playGround with no swings no slides probably no grass just an imagination of fate smiles of hellos and the eyes of forever wishing to never encounter a goodbye
our 5am gatherings still so vivid!
Very beautiful, I enjoyed
Very beautiful, I enjoyed that
"Some people die at 25 but buried at 75" Benjamin Franklin
Thanks and
I am also civil enough to write and capture my readers attention for no reason just to implify the thoughts of human kind just to glance back and forth and come back mighty fine lke wine spilled over the top just to hear myself speak in writing can only expand the vocabulary of any individual
Thanks
Thanks
"...hang out in the horizon..."
Nice image - unique as expression of where. Stream of consciousness unites the disjointed and forms a whole nicely of itself in this write. Thanks.
Thank you I appreciate it
Thank you I appreciate it ~allets ~