So many thoughts but still I can't seem to write any of them down.
The bottle stretches. It's only a matter of time before it breaks, cascading confessions from my mouth.
The bottle stretches. It's only a matter of time before it breaks, cascading confessions from my mouth.
but if they did, i think it would burst not break. did i really need to analyze that?
moving right along.
you should just write crap. it doesn't have to make any sense. i used to do it all the time when my mind got all wound up. i dunno. it's just a thought. later dayz.