Your hands under my jacket are warmer every day. But colder become your heart.
Foam
YOU ARE READING
deep thoughts for some, shit from a depressed teen for others
Poésie☄️ sometimes i think. 🌊 and i write down these thoughts on the paper. ➰ or rather on the pixels. 💙 and finally they come to you. 🌀 so enjoy your reading. 🔹or not. 🐳 finally, who cares ? 🧢 kiss you. 🥤 on the left hand. 📘 because i m the devi...
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Your hands under my jacket are warmer every day. But colder become your heart.
Foam
