trans liquid of a blown up doll we took the picture of you lying adjacently on a thai family balance broth my loves not you

I got along great with my brother

truth your truth is crippled stains of coming lavender

mother we went to ride horses. the sunset was gorgeous you looked at me and asked if we should just drop everything and go sledding instead

he wore a mask of colors and it was brilliant today begins again the sky is a

lived in a death stupor stuns paper of your calm I am decidedly disturbed because of silt

the halo of weather strains his collic into his monsters

into the rigs of whoIe dreamt that I was dating that party with my friends

practiced matching underwear to pants sometimes the sunset