Aug 1, 2017
I have learn to respect to fact, that my heart is a lonely hunter. It don’t want to hunt for it’s next prey, it’s just want bother by any drama or emotion, that will harm it. However, my inner wall surrender my heart is graffitied with word like, take a chance you stupid hoe, or hope and possible maybe love. I don’t really believe in that word love-never did because love to me is another mean for trouble and I don’t like trouble. However, after this weekend, heart is still ready for that word to cover it like a warm blanket in a warm night, but it’s slowly starting to take a chance at the possible of something, that might lead to that.
