I danced in light at the end of his prism. I stopped trying to make sense of it all, slipped out of routine and into books. The books gave way to new experiences, but first they gave way to a change of mind. I am a selection on the spectrum, an artist at best.
I thought I found a new lover in you. Regret is a prototype, and you're my latest example.
I can't sleep because I've broke my own heart again, and I know it. You can't hide in distractions from self at night.
All kinds of reckless, I'll still be around.
xx
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70s floral cocktail kimono by Binge on Vintage
julienne red lace suspender dress by Honey Birdette
americana set by Solstice Intimates
japan bomber by Réalisation Par
the stevie in sunflower by Réalisation Par