Sometimes I pretend I’m in my own little castle
where I’ve got my own solar system on my ceiling.
My castle isn’t free of stealers or monsters
but everyones got their reasoning, so i let them be.
I let them be.
I went on a walk in my forest.
The sweet silence made me cry.
No tears of desperation or sadness.
Sometimes it’s enough just getting by.
Just getting by.
oh the moon is bright tonight
and its leads my footsteps through the night .
Feet touch dew i feel my mothers skin and my fathers hair
everywhere
and too much funny. BENJELS!!
too much soul for one girl.
"We are. We do all the things that our mothers, fathers, aunts and uncles do not sanction, and we do them knowingly. We are not young innocents— we’ve got the dope at our finger ends and we use it wisely for our own protection."
tha underwater lyfe.
