Aug 11
To me she’s like sunlight through green leaves. She’s like brandy and opiates.
She’s all bright stars and moonbeams. She’s like all my favorite songs.
To me she’s everything beautiful in the world. She’s everything I don’t deserve.
“brandy and opiates”
deadly concoction or key to freedom?
Write Me a Letter
“brandy and opiates”
deadly concoction or key to freedom?