See, I am an artist.
I wander through sentences and collect words in the backpocket of my jeans.
See, I am an artist.
I use your salty tears to glue my stories together.
See, I am an artist.
I write with silver but it comes out red. *
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 5:17 PM UTC
See, I am an artist.
I wander through sentences and collect words in the backpocket of my jeans.
See, I am an artist.
I use your salty tears to glue my stories together.
See, I am an artist.
I write with silver but it comes out red. *
