I’ll make a little effort, little I want from you. If you flinch at the effort and get scared mid way, don’t worry because I’ll hold your hand and want you to hold it because I’m scared too.
There's a shift in the matrix, An energy that's slowing everything down, But pacing things up too. Like I've bunch load of ideas and desires, But nothing is coming through, I heard we've switched time
Thing I realized/learnt in April: writing is still difficult and i don't really know what to do about it i want to give myself everything i want but i am scared that uncontrollable things will ruin it
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