Love me, hold me, touch my face when I cry, hold my hand when we are just walking. See that this fall i constantly feel is just relative to a changing world that i just imagine...but to everyone else is solid...so really...I'm probably not ever moving.
I'm not shiny, but I can't tell if this rust I see on myself is real.
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 9:29 PM UTC
Love me, hold me, touch my face when I cry, hold my hand when we are just walking. See that this fall i constantly feel is just relative to a changing world that i just imagine...but to everyone else is solid...so really...I'm probably not ever moving.
I'm not shiny, but I can't tell if this rust I see on myself is real.
