i couldn’t make sense of the snowy night sky i was driving toward — oil rigs burning put the whole sky in a soft & yellow cast for many miles.
i wake up in the morning playing god in my silly little head and it never works.
i couldn’t make sense of the snowy night sky i was driving toward — oil rigs burning put the whole sky in a soft & yellow cast for many miles.
i wake up in the morning playing god in my silly little head and it never works.
