I really need to stop this...
Yesterday was cuddled warmth in lonely nonexistant arms.
Blankets frozen from frosted windows and sneaking air that crept behind my gullibility and scared the sense out of my broken feet and inability to stand...Yesterday was you. It was a unison of emotion in a perfect brown bag neatly labeled love but spelled so incorrectly that not even the most intellectual of decryptors could decipher the truth of the matter.
Blankets frozen from frosted windows and sneaking air that crept behind my gullibility and scared the sense out of my broken feet and inability to stand...Yesterday was you. It was a unison of emotion in a perfect brown bag neatly labeled love but spelled so incorrectly that not even the most intellectual of decryptors could decipher the truth of the matter.