DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, for the first time in forever I speak directly for no reason:)
happy guess what sad literally don't know who I am
somebody is always touching you even the air guess how many lives you touched not me and you'll reach the middle of nowhere
want my body buried dug in the ocean deep a marine funeral guess why the death is thinking about me corpses floating around some fish some greens too numeral
maybe the sun today the last time sets flush guess where I'm headed would be the end of me make the best out of it is a matter that won't make me blush