there must be something wrong if leaving my book out in the mist for two nights causes tears to trickle down my freckle flooded face
posted by The Smart Pineapple at 00:04
i want you to see, see around >> isolation is a window >> somehow i make you believe >> take your doubts down to the sea >> take all the time you may need >> wake up and hear the news >> we can't stop 'till we hit those heights >> rocking war on the waves of the season >> you'll feel better , you'll feel hope >> if i could get my legs to move
posted by The Smart Pineapple at 00:04
1 Comments:
your writing style has improved, as is evident in the this entry as well as the last.
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