• miss_sandra 22w

    There's always happier days to hark back to
    And the more fucked up things are
    The happier those epochs seem to be
    While waiting for a prodigy
    And listening to the debilitated beatingof my ticker
    I remembered one of those days
    The pick pocket game In coast with my kins
    I'd never imagine that the seconds after I had placed a moolah in my pocket could be so much merrymaking.
    But I guess that's nostalgia
    Finding out that moments from the past
    Even if we didn't realise it at the time
    Were true happiness .