Up with sun and out in the street. i feed the reasons for lonely, desperate way that I grieve. You wait for me there next to the wood. I hold my breath although I know that it is understood.
chickenwireparachute 6 months ago
Up with sun and out in the street. i feed the reasons for lonely, desperate way that I grieve. You wait for me there next to the wood. I hold my breath although I know that it is understood.
chickenwireparachute 6 months ago