Oct 22, 2017
we're ruining each other in a language neither of us understands; moving around the topic of loneliness; moving around each other.
we are two different kinds of fucked up; two different stories that just happen to cross; in the spaces between sentences; in the ink smudges from unreadable words.
touching is taboo for me; you need it like a drug; like a flower needs water to survive; to survive.