As I lay awake getting crushed by my thought-storms
In the early lati-twos of the day,
I crave the calm sunny shores of unconsciousness.
Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 2:29 PM UTC
As I lay awake getting crushed by my thought-storms
In the early lati-twos of the day,
I crave the calm sunny shores of unconsciousness.
