I am a overthinker, my thoughts will be the death of me. I see all sides at all times… so dont assume that I take everything you say so plain and simple. Because I am not plain and simple.
What a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness.– Leo Tolstoy, novelist and philosopher (1828-1910)
This story’s old but it goes on and on until we disappear. Calm me and let me taste the salt you breathed while you were underneath. I am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea. I spoke the words but never gave a thought to what they all could mean. I know that this is what you want. A funeral keeps both of us apart. You know that you are not alone. Need you like...