emily mucha:
gentle
emily mucha:
insomnia
emily mucha:
lovely bloodflow
emily mucha:
self
emily mucha:
sometimes i don't know which way is up
emily mucha:
sunlight warms my salty skin
emily mucha:
i
emily mucha:
i need to find out if i'm capable
emily mucha:
it would be nice if my days were always like this
emily mucha:
sometimes i lose myself
emily mucha:
i don't do well with change.
emily mucha:
better to light a candle than to curse the darkness.
emily mucha:
silent heartache, july to june.
emily mucha:
keep the heart pumping
emily mucha:
oh, why hello there freckles
emily mucha:
childhood is innocence at its highest
emily mucha:
hungry
emily mucha:
vulnerability
emily mucha:
i was a heavy heart to carry.
emily mucha:
haunted
emily mucha:
hoodrat
emily mucha:
dirty
emily mucha:
merry christmas ya filthy animals
