Ships in the Night
Mona. 22. all-time ramblings. borrowed pictures. (un)ORIGINAL. cluttered thoughts.
nursing/anthro.

apocalypsepoet:

I need no reason
To drift amidst stupors
Like ocean breezes
In heretic manuevars,
I inhale a strange contentment,
And exhale daily abuse,
You folks drink to a toast,
I’m a breathing excuse.

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