New York 1955
Rainer Maria
you can't trust me. trees in the city don't appeal to me anymore. the subway is always so slow in the twilight hour. i always walked myself from your place home. this is not my bed.
you can't trust me. trees in the city don't appeal to me anymore. the subway is always so slow in the twilight hour. i always walked myself from your place home. this is not my bed.