Tuesday, December 22, 2020
runner
I have this particular tiny group of a friendship that lives and perceives thing in sceptical way, we tend to look something by the worst.
we never knew that we long for a kisses, for a hug, for a comfort until we sunk, deeply in loneliness.
we got each other back, but it wasnt enough. we are just a bunch of losers who losts in each other battle. we aint a survivors,
because we ran.
we ran.