A Trick Most Fowl
heartslogos
the flowers of yesteryear that wither today
jello12451
gone are the condemned, the elegies for the living (2)
this is fine
narrator voice: it was not fine (1)
All my ghosts
Lovelettersinjune
true to oneself.
oceanbleue
aurora / so let us change the world, a little at a time. (1)