i keep telling myself i'll leave after this season and then another one starts and i'm still here with the same bags under my eyes and the same hollow compliments. it's not that i can't leave. it's that i don't know what comes after.
i keep telling myself i'll leave after this season and then another one starts and i'm still here with the same bags under my eyes and the same hollow compliments. it's not that i can't leave. it's that i don't know what comes after.