If all our life is but a dream…
(via inevermenttobrag)
fantastic posing greed..
then we should feed our jewerly to the sea…
for diamonds to appear to be just like broken glass to me…
and the she said she can’t believe genuis only comes along in storms of fabled foregin tounges…
tripping eyes and flooded lungs, northern downpour sends it’s love..
Hey moon, please forget to fall down, hey moon don’t you go down.
