I’m an Oxytocin Junkie
When did I become so disturbed
I am seriously damaged goods
The more I want to feel alive
the more I am consumed by the pain
why does everything make me feel insane?
Daffodils by Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a Cloud That floats on high o’er Vales and Hills, When all at once I saw a crowd A host of dancing Daffodils; Along the Lake, beneath the Read more…