Give me a Rest! Am tired And try to Get rid of Fcking Life! Even the Heart Broken too! Dear Trouble, You keep falling out of my feminine pockets that have little room for you So I carry you in my breath, in my fists and in my reflection. My shoulders are too worn out to carry on. #letters #postman #postcard #deartrouble #yqpostman #postmandiaries #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Postman
