he’s been stuck in my head since Sunday snow…
a string of days can swirl into months sometimes, and caught between seasons you seek solidarity in some obscure resonant soul-
give some, take some, and march on
he’s been stuck in my head since Sunday snow…
a string of days can swirl into months sometimes, and caught between seasons you seek solidarity in some obscure resonant soul-
give some, take some, and march on
wondering whether its a picture or a painting, whtever it is ,it sucks u along into it , the more u see it the more u r scared to be lost into it. i love u n every single thought u share in this blog. u r quite something for ur age . bravo maa