
I was reaching for a ripe fruit and it fell from the tree
It landed in the memory cascade
The misunderstood one
The one that had tan hues and it’s personality was made of marmalade
Ideas and people are the same
One of th…
i was reaching for a ripe fruit
Breaking my sobriety I miss everything about her
hRd
I'm so drunk weiland 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
