21 years old, activly persuing life in the Mitten State.
(For early mornings, Michigan beer, medicimal marijuana and everything fair.)
Points to pertain:
1.) Is love an illusion?
Impress me with passion, not reign. Commit to your hobbies, commit your work. Build an indoor picnic, lets change it up. Quit feeling so entitled, quit doing all the things that make you - you. Cant we mold, shape or create perfect lovers? Maybe some cant be molded.
2.) Why dance with the devil and wonder why your still in hell?
Its been over a year and I am still higher than hell purchasing half’s under the express way interchange. 9 degree nights never favor to whoever meets me there, runners they call them. I self medicate with potions and powders to ease the thought of us. It comes in waves and some days are better than others. Since I ‘sobered’ up everyone is receptive, welcoming. I’ve been dealing with illusions for years. Practicing the art of illusion for years, just to maintain these secrets.