My Tumblr; Is this but my collection of random agreements? Does a depth exist within it? It focuses on fragments of interests. These include music, art, concepts, arguments, noteworthy things, ect... It withholds insecurities and fears.
Possessive and protective I am of my bizarre imagination. I struggle and plateau between the mentalities of childhood and responsibility. But True I remain to myself or else I'll have no one left trust.
There's been recent collisions with all my valuables. I've lost sight, but have regained some stable course. However, In regards to my short life, I will live it as my only one.