My love life
its like that ****** up bumble bee you always see.
You know the one that hits into windows.
It seems like it is questioning its life with every inch of its body but still continues everyday to complete the task of getting pollen for the hive.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 11:16 PM UTC
My love life
its like that ****** up bumble bee you always see.
You know the one that hits into windows.
It seems like it is questioning its life with every inch of its body but still continues everyday to complete the task of getting pollen for the hive.
a reflection
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