Running With Scissors.(Formerly HippoRastaPotamus)
Friday, June 16, 2023
Weekend Words.
Now I can't even force it.
I don't even pretend anymore.
I just SAY it.
Lilacs for me.
It's the same for the milk bag.
My kids.
Just let me close my eyes, memorize The way things are this minute So when you're gone, I can go on.-Santana
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