Grace. 19. Nashville/ LA. Word.
To put it simply - you have disoriented me.
Falling in love with you was like being thrown into an ocean at night.
It kisses my skin and it engulfs me, and I’m so light it feels like I’m flying, but I’m left with nothing that I need.
I don’t know which way will give me the air I need and which way will send me down further into the abyss.
Everything is chaotic
Everything is soothing.
|Teacher:||"Can you please tell the class why you're so late?"|
|Me:||Someone told me to go to hell|
|Me:||Couldn't find it at first|
|Me:||But now I'm here|