This game's called Wrong Beer Truck

Happy Valley OR

Description

Give me glimpse. Something. I'm pleading. Anything that might, Validate this feeling. This throbbing compulsion, Like an addiction I'm feeding. Makes zero sense, After a chance meeting. Opting for silence, Hoping it would fade. Yet two years and counting, It merely grows by the day. Playlists and poems Speak to desires and wishes. While reality is more Haunted Houses & Midnight Addiction.