published on: 2019-01-15 19:22:57
art-is-art-is-art: “Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal the
gamblingwitch: me, having to pretend in front of other people
the sorrow of things
bebemoon: “She grew into a forest, she could not be found.”
the sorrow of things
Every corner is tripped. I looked everywhere, nothing. Yet, the