Why the explosion? You’re deafening my dreams, the yelling is sewing up sarcastic seams. I’ve grown into pink and… Read more please turn it down

Why the explosion? You’re deafening my dreams, the yelling is sewing up sarcastic seams. I’ve grown into pink and… Read more please turn it down
ponders myself a day that’s already bled in (365 times Hallmark) to our psyches’ movement through mountained plains perpetual translating of the… Read more what are the words for mothers’ day?