Un cierto modo de vida.

El capítulo que continuaba estaba vacío...
several-hetrosexual-mangos:

That first morning,
Before your first class,
You say there sipping coffee,
Ensconsed in that Blue Flannel Shirt.
Remember how we picked the daffodils?
We sold them;
Each sunny cluster;
Were we so poor?
I guess we still weren’t sure we wanted to own anything.
Nomads-
Traversing over the globe amid each yellow yolk scattered atop the grass.

several-hetrosexual-mangos:

That first morning,
Before your first class,
You say there sipping coffee,
Ensconsed in that Blue Flannel Shirt.
Remember how we picked the daffodils?
We sold them;
Each sunny cluster;
Were we so poor?
I guess we still weren’t sure we wanted to own anything.
Nomads-
Traversing over the globe amid each yellow yolk scattered atop the grass.

tssfxx:

my eyeliner on his arm tho haha
woke him up like this

tssfxx:

my eyeliner on his arm tho haha
woke him up like this