I want to tell you what’s on my mind, but I can’t. I want to tell you everything, but I won’t. I want to yell all of my secrets to you, but that would be impossible. I’ve waited for you my whole life, yet I’m scared to know that you exist. I’m confounded with these pestering thoughts in my head with no answers to them. I’m nervous and anxious and questioning of what i want. i wish that i can have you with me always, but i know that day will never come.


teenage WITCHERY