November 30
I sang with my eyes open; compassionate shouts drowned the world behind me.
A thousand times it’s happened and it’s always different.
I sang with my eyes open; compassionate shouts drowned the world behind me.
A thousand times it’s happened and it’s always different.
(via honestlydear)
come and rock my world.
Sleep sleep sleep sleep.
The airs smell like banana
and my tongue taste like smoke.
I was invoked.