Oceanward and somber, slumber sleeping, Flowers in the water, but I’m just his daughter.
Back to where we met, Stayed inside, I was so upset .I cooked up a plan, So good except, I was all alone, You were all I had. Love you, You were all mine.Love me. I was yours, right? I was yours, right?
"Pot Kettle Black" by Tilly and the Wall
Dear Ramapo College of New Jersey,
choke and die.
Yours Truly, Skye
New Orleans and vampires I miss you like this, and I did.