jora

Hmm. I randomly clean things when I'm in a bad mood. Like the bathroom. Which can surprise people when A. you are an uncouth teenager and B. the bathroom in question was covered to a depth of several feet in laundry and strange toilettries.

baby baby.

your passion cracks me and peels away the superficial layers. you know me because you know yourself and while that is both scary and exciting i'm finally allowing myself to rest in your voice and soon....in your arms

love.
baby.