There's something sad about hearing this and other music from those times. It's as if I'm waiting for those days to return again. Though of course they never will. As dwelling on reality isn't my favorite trait, and winning the lottery lets me travel the world, lying in my bed takes me just as far. ...Therefore I can go back in small-ways.
There's something sad about hearing this and other music from those times. It's as if I'm waiting for those days to return again. Though of course they never will. As dwelling on reality isn't my favorite trait, and winning the lottery lets me travel the world, lying in my bed takes me just as far. ...Therefore I can go back in small-ways.
blacklightposter 1 year ago 3