I am made up of lightning storms and dry tear ducts fighting through your sweaty palms and storm drains.
My hand rails can’t support your heavy words and even graver thoughts.
May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 9:20 PM UTC
I am made up of lightning storms and dry tear ducts fighting through your sweaty palms and storm drains.
My hand rails can’t support your heavy words and even graver thoughts.
January 1, 2014
