It was Pearl’s idea

All I had to do was drive..

Just me and foolish ideas

I just want to make art for the sake of it. I just want to express myself through it. I use it to say my piece. It’s therapy. It allows me a way of coping.

The story?

flowers rule

Linger

I can still feel the shadow of your touch,
Taste the passion of your kiss

Cover me

lookin’ for a lover who will come on in and cover me

I’d say it again, but I know

you still won’t understand

With all you got

There’s a special hustle spirit in someone who will endure not only a marathon of spontaneous dance routines, but do so in the early summer humidity of the Big Easy

One breath

One last breath ’til the tears start to wither

Another

always. every time.

Yeah, pretty much this

Well except that cracked window stuff. 

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