Gratitude to an old friend for shining a light in my labyrinth of darkness. The unspoken room is a place full of rainbows and unicorns. It felt like ive traveled through time back to the 6 years old me and im brought to a theme park and i can do whatever. Felt like a light weight umbrella covered the dark clouds hovering over.
But the next day everything sucks again. hahaha..
Words are just words. Dont have to ask if we still stand a chance because i would say no with a straight face. I cant help it to behave like a vengeful spirit. Dont have to suspect me doing whatever funny things because im never wired that way. Im fucking strong and you should know better.
