So I randomly came up with this short poem earlier and I really have no clue what I am doing so Ima just post it now and stop talking. Starting..... now.
What am I doing in life?
What will I do?
I kind of like
to think I'm
winging it.
Losing a feather
one by one,
gaining yet another
in its place.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Body {Prose Vol. 1}✔
Thơ Ca❝A struggle with body image is a study of physicalities and of the mind itself, for the mind plays with what the eyes perceive. The body, mind, and soul are connected, and it is up to us to determine how to respect them.❞ - Me These writings are my...