freedom is my religion. always been.

but at night, canvas nearby, music low — you think: who’s this performance even for? if the room is empty 🖤

the line between freedom and loneliness is so thin. and sometimes i step right on it. by accident.
i’m not looking for someone to save me — that’s a lyric from a bad song

just want someone.. there. quiet. without breaking anything

do people like that even exist? 🙃