itsmaxiemiranda
Despair is a lonely creature. Even though her brothers and sisters are there, she'd rather be alone. She cries silently in the night, and nothing can comfort her. Sometimes, I wish I could be there to hold her hand.
Nothing is minty right now,
Everything seems like spice
I need a cool breeze in my life
To yearn for a mint,
Is like looking for a solution
To everything bad
An after taste,
An obvious distaste,
I need a mint now.