3-18-19

Wilted

I often wish to go back to being as naive as I used to be.

Easy, effortless, exciting even.

But there's no growth in living in the past.

So it's better this way.

Or so I thought.

  • Author: Wilted (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 18th, 2019 21:43
  • Category: Sad
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Comments1

  • Nicholas Browning

    Ignorance is bliss, is what they try to tell you anyway.
    Best regards.



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