Author: Mak Attack
Money is just paper… but it affects people like poetry
Oh.. such a pity for you to meet her here
That night your heartbeat gave me rhythm, your breath told me how to move…
The past can hurt if you don’t learn from it…
All she wants is you and the sunshine
I like to feel the little sparks on my skin
Are you sure that she’s the one you want to find in an alley?
She’s only ever been a temporary thing…
Lifestyles of the smol and anxious 