Aug 2014
that moment when you realize the petals of the flower by your window aren't shaped like petals
they are the pills you plucked
the pills you split to sleep
an eternal dream
where you were intangible to the world
they are the pills you plucked
the pills you split to sleep
an eternal dream
where you were intangible to the world
i'm not depressed or anything but I feel like it sometimes
