Fostered,
destroyed.
This cycle,
this pattern.
A rhythm,
your own.
Loved,
endlessly.
Advantageous,
detrimental.
Love formed
loved ruin.
About Me
- Manda
- I'll say what I always say: I walk through grass, not on concrete. I listen to music, not radio hits. I watch films, not television. I make art, not junk. I love beautiful people, not beautiful faces. I am me, not you.
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