always watching out that window- when the place burned down, when m. walked down the street covered by an umbrella, when i threw myself off the staircase, when the only color in the sky was purple. i never think about it now.
always watching out that window- when the place burned down, when m. walked down the street covered by an umbrella, when i threw myself off the staircase, when the only color in the sky was purple. i never think about it now.