Where I sleep i format the future. I learn from the mistakes. I dream of the change which is diminished from the sunlight. I lay where I laugh off the gestures which consisted from sunrise that I wont re do tomorrow. I recollect the memories of what the world brought to me. Depersonalizing the soul I own that lies between these sheets.
morning after
thoughts about the impermanence of a hook up written in permanent marker in the places he touched
by Lindsay Bottos
