I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)

a liquid sunset dream.

i feel like a god.

ARGLE BARGLE WITH A DASH OF HONEY FLAVOURED NOSTALGIA.

AN ABUNDANCE OF GAY AND SPACE METAPHORS.

You look like a g o d e s s The most extravagant o n e Honey, remind me again & tell me how did y o u Fall for m e

crashing waves. thunderstorms. destruction. they all f e e l like you. shade. tears. stagnant rivulets. they all l o o k like me.

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.