People are filling the streets, infecting the air that we breathe. We've waited long enough to realize that we won't survive.
Clenching my hands in your hair, so frigid the fold starts to tear. Icicles hanging down.
We'…
beautiful but slightly saddening
This is unbelievably good, Pete!
i'm commenting on this more than twice because this is just …
i am now convinced you're a musical genius.
