draft 1

So guys, a little intro. As a few people may know, i have a tendency to write messages and then save them as drafts. I feel like it successfully convinces my mind that I've said what i need to, when in fact I haven't. Now, i shall post them up:) one by one:) tadaaaaa


let him drown in his own nightmares and wake up alone
that'll be his little own personal message from hell.
our brain convinces us to fall in love young
so our wandering mind cannot interfere
but it did.
and it does.
and now i'm fucked.
i'm wearing our brass bangles.
no one falls madly in love anymore.
he smirked at her all crooked
he has a tendency to do that.
the devil's rolling the die.
dont confuse passion with obsession with excuse.
so stagnant, don't expect to be rejuvinated.