your soul has planted tall trees that grow
Up to the sky,
Branches as strong as the hope for a future between you and I;
These trees I have grown to despise
Because they are just as bright a green as the rim around your eyes
poop
v slow & just a little selective; always accepting plots, pls ask for aim.
merry christmas and happy new year ( again )
you little weirdo, thank you for listening to music to me whenever and for being such a nice person in general.
