i traded in you bedsheets for shoddy transmission dreams in the back of a van.
this is where i am supposed to write how i feel.
"she sure as hell aint you,but lord knows she'll have to do"
imlosingit.
YOU ARE READING
dear god
Non-FictionRyan's livejournal entries a.k.a. pure poetry n we have hobo as the cover cause our fav poet's profile pic was/is also hobo and i believe that's the way he wanted it to be
