Love you crawl. It’s all coming back now, but the thing of it is that it never really was. Intuition never suited so I kept it outside. / Be alive, ‘cause nothing lasts for good, or like you thought it would. Nothing’s as it seems, or what you thought it’d be.
Love you crawl. It’s all coming back now, but the thing of it is that it never really was. Intuition never suited so I kept it outside. / Be alive, ‘cause nothing lasts for good, or like you thought it would. Nothing’s as it seems, or what you thought it’d be.