Category Archives: Just so
twelve degrees feels like motherfucking cold as shit I hate poetry
Carefully gather your belongings and exit the plane. You’ve arrived.
On hot days it takes a long time for cold water to flow through the tap.
I am who I am But just right now, in this place People change with time
How do you know when something’s finished, when you’ve worked on it for so long?
what can’t I give you? Organic Development we have an hour
We are all thirsty trying to get a drink and that is all I’ve got