tried so hard to find In these arms you will be safe But in this moment my love Your all that lights my way Home Its the loniest time of year And its
Get on some butterfly to the fire shit Everything must go I wanna sell you a dream Heart of an altar boy molested in confession Who plotted for 20 years
need no judgment Fear nothing But nothing itself Find faith in yourselves For you're all Gods All of you Within yourselves In this The year
That need no judgment Fear nothing But nothing itself Find faith in yourselves For you're all Gods All of you Within yourselves In this The year We pray
hippy noodle That you would rather just stand in the fog Of your inability to Google? Isn?t this enough? Just this world? Just this beautiful, complex
at first i just turned up my nose she said, "what's wrong? this shirt cost $20" we said, "mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!" the next
nothing at first i just turned up my nose she said, "what's wrong? this shirt cost $20" we said, "mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!"
