Wednesday, October 17, 2018

enjoying myself/the blanket


 I'm looking down 
on you,
I'm swimming in clouds of
souls,
I got what I wanted.
Goodbye my friends."


self caring 1

self caring 2 

self entertaining 
self denying

self torturing 

the woods

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