Octagon.

[social_aversion]

Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel's hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your highness I’m left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back

Hey! wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

I drove far North on Simcoe. It was a lonely, early-morning drive, and I had

Comments

[czamero]

wow.
you must have been the only one there with a mission
i didn't have a plan of action, maybe i need to get things together :D

[social_aversion]

You're not that far from the truth.