Why can the murder not be lovethe killer and the to be killedendeared enamored albeitdespite or maybe becausetheir […]
life
When time is a tyrant and the universeis it’s own ridiculer I find hold in these arms in […]
lalaland number XYZed has us all starry eyed chasing hollywoodday dreams chasing dead dreamscause that’s all you’re left […]
(outside) Rain Drops I get it the falling the rounding the crashlanding with hard ground and yet that’s […]
You know I’m not going to lie Those gentrified Hollywood Desings of heart affairs I guess they make […]
I’ve never seen as many rainbows or liked as many new songs in a week and maybe right […]
the air is death and light is a spiral spinning yearning giving turning Life feeds by devouring itself […]
