I have this thing where I get older, but just never wiserMidnights become my afternoonsWhen my depression works the graveyard shift, all of the peopleI’ve ghosted stand there in the room…
Tháng: Tháng 10 2022
I have this thing where I get older, but just never wiserMidnights become my afternoonsWhen my depression works the graveyard shift, all of the peopleI’ve ghosted stand there in the room…