crocuses croak and i'm wishing with crystals to have a place all my own
fear sets in every now and again
i've moved more times just this year alone then a backpacker hulling through appalachia
fuck, you know, i'm sad
crocuses croak and i'm wishing with crystals to have a place all my own
fear sets in every now and again
i've moved more times just this year alone then a backpacker hulling through appalachia
fuck, you know, i'm sad