do you remember the day that you sat me on the edge of Jupiter, with stardust filling your lungs, and told me that the universe belonged to the both of us?
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Academy Of American Bullshit
PoetryCollection of poetry, parts of short stories, and the occasional rant written by an artist who is angrier than she'd like to admit.
serpentine.
do you remember the day that you sat me on the edge of Jupiter, with stardust filling your lungs, and told me that the universe belonged to the both of us?
