remember it wasn't that long ago, when we held hands, and dreamt that this wasn't real.
imagining my thoughts, aesthetics, and generally guidelines: i find myself in this odd manifestation filled with concepts of no tomorrow and holding onto that isn't tangible.
" we will forget each other; we will forget each other "
i'm questioning, if we will. will we?
imagining my thoughts, aesthetics, and generally guidelines: i find myself in this odd manifestation filled with concepts of no tomorrow and holding onto that isn't tangible.
" we will forget each other; we will forget each other "
sitting in bed listening to morrissey & creating zombie paintings.
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