simply. emily.:
i've got blankets, jackets, and sheets-it's going to be a cold december
simply. emily.:
imprints
simply. emily.:
I believe in the sand beneath my toes.
simply. emily.:
I saw it in your eyes- what I'm looking for.
simply. emily.:
"did you expect it all to stop at the wave of your hand? like the sun's just gonna drop if it's night you demand?"
simply. emily.:
a forgotten place.