of reluctant lingering in the place of hollow bodies
Escapism
a dreamers lament on being forced to earth
a reflection on a self-care routine
and you will always find me seeking, pursuing, and wanting that beautiful place- where my wild heart lies […]
all I used to have were unfinished thoughts dear diary… fragmented parts of myself, that stopped writing at […]
a second lament of conformity
of non-conformity
a travelers lament
– of everyday escapism
of escapism
