so you sailed away into a grey sky morning.

let's set our hearts on self destruct.

Monday, September 5

i'm lost for words,
with one last breath.

what does it mean
if a butterfly flutters around you
out of the blue?

please be something good.
please be something good.
please be something good.

(if i'm saying it three times,
then you know i really need
something good in my life
right now. -_-)

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