Consequence

The veil of friendship is what remains… I don’t respect you, I don’t quite hate you I find your existence inconsequential Regardless of past experiences Overinflated in prominence in your head You operate in your selfish bubble, Close your eyes and ears to reason;  You’ve found your place among fellow pissants One day you shall awake and be saddened A robust friendship disintegrated to farce by your hand Advertisements Continue reading Consequence