Eight, by eleven. It was better as a bedtime, it's hard to explain...
It all just seems like a dream, lucid until the alarm clock's refrain..
Sleepwalk the path to nostalgia. Ten scenes, one morning at a time.
To be young again. Fuck drugs, love and wine. Endless is a moment,
a world alive with colors, animated edges seeped over the lines.
Beasted it @
Split
Look this difficult for me because I feel split when way to deep on his for the topic in question while cake kept it more fresh. However, on writing abilities and showcasing raw talent to make even the most frivellous content grandiloquent i would have to hit split with this.
But cake liked yours it was fresh and certainly reminded me of myself in most parts.
V/Split