eyes closed i can see with the mind running out of time but time is always running and we are standing still
he went ham on insta-gram postin mad pics of him nd some lady chicks some stoner beauty she was truly a sight to see
life is good life is great when you meditate levitate
the smell of the salty air ripples kiss the white powdered sand the song of the ocean in harmony with the birds
what happens when someone who has… they become introverted. couped up inside nowhere to hide but all alone
sweet powdered sugar snow decorates the frosty window my thoughts
puzzle pieces that fit together without words in a blanket
life is real you can really feel the pleasure of a friend makes your heart beat smoke evaporates
The sky covers the ground Bare Blank slate Branch statues Frozen in place Once reaching for
as the summer comes to an end, i send my vapor wishes to the fishes at the bottom of the sea
Happy alone Lonely together Disappointing reality Imagination for the better Your words like a blanket
head over heels dont know what im feeling feels like im dreaming an alternate universe space and time
the spirits are pushing me forward to a path ive seen before he hit on me! but i took his bait it was this one trait
confused and used maniupilated and abused
fuzzy snowflakes blown from the trees by the warm summer breeze as the fiery sun sets over the horizon
