Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire
For the wingless. Black seas, gold gilt and linen, bare branches, history and folklore, wires, static, Holst from a satellite and neon signs in rain, shriveled buildings, pink roses, and cake.
Saturday 16 of June, 2012,
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omgggggggg I want a cat so bad, instead I’ve got this derp. :l