I really have no name
"Through a foggy window in the rain ― When you thought no one was watching ― Going through your memories like so many prisons to …
Between Midnight and 3am
Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in …
F/Where the roses wilt
,,Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again,,
Georgia
Ah youth, I embrace your idealism, Your shameless request for affection, That glorious joy, And ears yet open Listening to angels I am fresh from …
29/We're all a bit mad here.
To each One's own, but I'm keping mine. Everyone has a piece of the divide, but some motha'fucka's really oughtta just give it back. Blessings …