I watch the river cutting through the snow, unforgiving, and I wonder why I am not like that, I wonder why I am the snow falling quietly and sitting still on the lake and I think about how I am the snow that will melt in the sun, but that would put me in the river, and then I laugh at the circle
also it's my half birthday
Fate is no one’s business but I want to know at the same time
Righttt I feel like it’s compulsory to want to know
wonderful as always