
we were the reckless / wild youth , chasing visions of our futures. one day , we’ll reveal the truth : that one will die when they get there. and if you’re still bleeding , you’re the lucky ones. ‘cause most of our feelings , they are dead and they are gone. we’re setting fires to our insides for fun , collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked out home / it was a flood that wrecked this home.
canon multimuse , loved by peridot.