My random thoughts at 3 am 😤
A crumpled piece of paper, flies further than a perfectly folded paper plane. It's only now that I'm completely crumpled, that i can finally fly in the direction i want.
My Random thoughts at 3 am
I was ready to be prudent if i had any opening left, after spitting out my words. No matter how many times i looked back at it, the emotion that had a hold on me like this, did not seem to be hate or impulse.