Content
Money
?
++ +Repeat rimse repeat

Rinsing the dishwashers dirty liquid, does that fulfil the journey, my journey you’re journey.

Just like threads on a blanket we all interweave a certain space apart from one another, so even if you don’t know me or want to get to know me or would like to know what I’m about but don’t have the patience to sit and read, I don’t judge you. Because I can’t haha

The horizon was cluttered and filled my head with thoughts that would shred my ability to think if I were to enter its presence?
A question to end a means, not appropriate but fitting indeed.

The calm water washed over the yellow sand and now the sand darkens, two young souls are drifting in with the tides and end up washed up, two big whales.
Brothers tied from birth a sad tale indeed.

The horizon was filled with debris