Beats me. I don’t even know what it is.
It’s actually me receiving whispers
Where would I have met Martian friends…
I like when we talk. Sometimes we run out of things to say, or things to talk about but we still manage to keep the conversation going. Sometimes though, I must admit, that I feel like I’m so clingy. But that’s only because I really really like talking to you. A message from you makes me smile in an instant.
The simple pleasures of going to eat alone and enjoying a nice book.. This is definitely the type of days I need.
Simple and sweet. Nothing else.