my sweet escape you've been good to me.

And of spaces between bedsores
Where cherubs count our hairs and pours
Lord, let her in or don’t let her leave
Or find a reason not to leave

i fricking love foxing. check them out if you want.

A E S T H E T I C BULLSHIT

what goes around comes around.

nostalgic

boooooooooooooooost!!!!!!!

breathe deep