I love to “doesn’t matter maxxing”- no matter how broken-hearted I’m feeling, it’s obscenely beautiful to go on and fight for more. Without pity for cannot be undone.
there are things I fear things I keep buried beneath the surface for what if they become the reason I die before I am ready what if it happens I am worried to the point of damnation yet I pay it no mind i keep wandering through the world pretending it exists only inside my head