this happened today

I’m feeling poetic. The rosé wine flies freely and the touch of summer takes me to the brink of beginnings. To the first time I was on my knees for you. Send me dead flowers. It would brighten my day. There is a drunk gay japanese boy reading poetry on my couch. He is conjuring images of you. My cold fresh-spring lake

That is eloquent!

Thank You. Ive been drinking so it just flows out of me like honey

Mmmmm to drink up every last drop of your inner honey

Lol

I looked…
Capture d’écran 2014-06-24 à 20.13.43

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