#361: Wishing Well
September 23, 2014
Why should I believe you when you said you understood what I meant? Why should my monsters be just like your monsters? Why should the sun go down behind the same corners of our beds? Why should I let myself find comfort in the same words you whisper yourself in your head?So, no. If I were to be destroyed it would be because of my self.
11:10 p.m.