published on: 2019-01-16 12:27:45
the sorrow of things
bebemoon: “She grew into a forest, she could not be found.”
Every corner is tripped. I looked everywhere, nothing. Yet, the
bitchfinder-general:
philosophybits: “What do we long for when we see beauty? To
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