
Arctic
It’s the weight from powder that makes me smile. The evergreens lightly spackled and the sharp chill that slaps, making faces ruby red.
The solstice where Apollo sleeps late, only to show up half baked.
It’s the weight from powder that makes me smile. The evergreens lightly spackled and the sharp chill that slaps, making faces ruby red.
The solstice where Apollo sleeps late, only to show up half baked.
I can't remember the last time I slept naked. With warm sheets and soft blankets, wrapping me in a womb, while the fan blows in my face. I can't remember the last time I slept naked. With him holding
Diesel gas exists. If the nozzle is a large plate that doesn’t fit in the dishwasher, move pumps. Don’t smoke, it’s not worth it. Put your green crystal pendant somewhere safe. Pick up the phone and a