Living up to them Defying them Halting ones the hold me back I shed the expectations I live in this moment Enjoy the boobs.
Not quite a story… I love the way the air swirls just before a train pulls into the station. It’s almost magical like fairies dancing around my face, tickling my skin, trying to lift me from the dark to something much lighter. The sound, that thundering sound of metal clacking against metal melds to make …