It is like a thread of familiarity.
One that allows us to so terribly underrate that which we once held in great esteem.
A thread that curls tightly around our consciousness. Refusing to let it go. Continue reading Desensitized
It is like a thread of familiarity.
One that allows us to so terribly underrate that which we once held in great esteem.
A thread that curls tightly around our consciousness. Refusing to let it go. Continue reading Desensitized