be careful. you are not in wonderland. I have heard the strange madness long growing in your soul. but you are fortunate in your ignorance, in your isolation. you who have suffered, find where love hides. give. share. lose. lest we die unbloomed.
- the rain is crisper. red maybe, with a hint of orange
- JoinedNovember 18, 2013
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