Sublime
An inspiration engine for ideas
you are chained to the past it’s time to free yourself
r.h. Sin • I hope this reaches her in time
the girl who deserves the sun is tired of being rained on the girl you don’t appreciate will get tired of loving you
r.h. Sin • I hope this reaches her in time
Forever is composed of nows.
Emily Dickinson
we give energy to those who give nothing in return we learn the hard way but instead of letting go we stay
r.h. Sin • I hope this reaches her in time
Hers is a heaviness that soothes.
