i can see why you chose this place.
once you're up here, it's hard to get down except by falling.
hard to back out.
YOU ARE READING
float
Random[finished] thoughts are whispers floating in the wind, capturing every part of our being in the way only we know [lowercase intended]
falling
i can see why you chose this place.
once you're up here, it's hard to get down except by falling.
hard to back out.
