d(ru)gs run free

a match to my nostalgia.

April 25
I’d take you with me if I thought any of this was ever real.  Ever could be.  But then again, what’s more make believe than our morning whispers in the mirror.  Beyond even our thoughts to that animal breath.  The negotiation of being.

I’d take you with me if I thought any of this was ever real.  Ever could be.  But then again, what’s more make believe than our morning whispers in the mirror.  Beyond even our thoughts to that animal breath.  The negotiation of being.