Everything is safely stored in the Archives
If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But…
......you’ll say “fine” and ask me how I’m doing.
And then I’ll lie…
Golden haze… another morning, feels like yesterday.
You are what you love, and not what loves you back.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map