I’m back in a hole.
I can’t feel myself,
my thoughts are lost.
The fluorescents of the city shine so bright because they **** the inner light from each soul wandering through it's streets.
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 11:03 AM UTC
I’m back in a hole.
I can’t feel myself,
my thoughts are lost.
The fluorescents of the city shine so bright because they **** the inner light from each soul wandering through it's streets.
