I see spiders under the stone wall bridge and I’m overcome. I drink green tea and it dries out my mouth. I wonder if she’s drunk when she says me she misses me. I like this song. I like my hands. They work for me.
Jan 1, 2025
Jan 1, 2025 at 2:17 AM UTC
I see spiders under the stone wall bridge and I’m overcome. I drink green tea and it dries out my mouth. I wonder if she’s drunk when she says me she misses me. I like this song. I like my hands. They work for me.