Apr 2015
he's like that familiar smell of
freshly baked cookies my mother used to bake
when i was a kid.
and now i miss them and my mother and him and myself.
i guess i miss it all, every thing.
freshly baked cookies my mother used to bake
when i was a kid.
and now i miss them and my mother and him and myself.
i guess i miss it all, every thing.
