have you?
18.06.02 7:58 a.m.

it's all talk. you can talk the talk, but you can't seem to fucking walk.

stop saying this shit- it's not you. it's not me.

the sounds echos in the back of her mind- it's really not real. really, real. seemingly contradictory- and it makes her smile. a soft sort of smile, a knowing smile. the kind that a parent has when looking at a child.

i've been there, i've done that.