Who are we

Who am I If I’m unwilling to go all the way To bear all the risks that may come my way To fall hard; to feel lost and confused To lose everything That I work hard to build, day after day All coming crumbling down Like an avalanche with no end It’s what broken dreams

Should you side with your friend at all times for the sake of trust and alliance, or correct them when you feel that they’re wrong and potentially risk the friendship?

learning

Riskless

I’m so open with you the trust is so deep the risk, so unreal

Friday night bad boy

It’s a dry, dull, desolate world where we live. We’re made of thick glass, fragile enough to be broken, and oh so heavy; bound by gravity and layers of weight covering our bodies. You’re like music to me. You’re so vibrant, tangible, and full of bright pastel colors. Your smile pops open and fizzles out