Posted in My Words. πŸ“

12:51 a.m.

The heart has words to say, the stories to tell, the desires to express, the complains to confess; the brain signals not to make them verbal, not to initiate lightened actions, not to say a word. To brain-heart fights, I surrender!



Sleeping is nice.You forget about everything for a little while.

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