In my pockets you’ll find raspberry dust.
Seas & seas of it.
My belly button,
raspberry lint.
So it goes.
So it goes.
So it goes.

I’ve no knees you’d like to touch,
no sensitivity enough.

My love is folly.
Sentiment, silly.
This is all too much.
We should talk. Love is confusing.

This is you, it is.
Quote by Arthur Curry
it's official, vintage x metal is the saving grace of this board and/or the antichrist

e-married to
& alaskan_ninja