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sometimes.
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sometimes.

You know the way some people release their work only when it’s undeniable?

Every day I think I have it all figured out.

I know this may sound sad but there’s a part of me that still flinches at random calls or texts from people asking to hang out and also to get to know me.

balance right?

don’t judge yet! just read

Night comes,

I feel sore,

Time passes and each time you become a witness to your own wreckage.

What is fear, if not choosing to hold my hands when I’ve long held on to yours?