I’m at #... who gives a fuck.

I’m young enough at heart and old enough in hair to know what my soul seeks. And yes... grey hairs have shown themselves to me as of late.

Why must age matter or catch up?

Why must the bicycle be ditched into the barrow pit, so we can run home and pretend we were never gone?

It’s a game of hide-and-seek... our parents taught us exactly how to play and how fun it is.

However, they never told us that the demons that we hide will seek to destroy us.

I for one, allow them think they’ve brought be to my knees with sorrowful tears. But, when they look me straight in the eye... it is my pierced world that cackles and breaks them.

~fuck them all.

❤️ Mrs