eatingcornflakes
I would like to invent the world with you.
it's a time to show what we know. we'd make it better, and not so industrious. back to the way we were in 1969.
Something hot, something not, things that make people go ooh, ahh.
beautiful, gorgeous, whatever the hell it needs to be.
mostly, a firework, yes? the flare into the night sky and make you thing, damn, life is good today.
they really do.
If I could write you a letter, Chocolate, I would. I'd tell you how you comfort me so well, and dry my tears, because you are not him, you didn't break me.
I'd tell you that you take my mouth on trips around the world, and I'd like to just sit with you and have a discussion.