i cry.
i'm so jealous.
i'm jealous of the wind that ruffles through your hair, the grass pressed beneath your feet, the rain that soaks your clothing, the sun rays that fall upon your skin.
i am stuck in inevitable jealously.
i cry.
i cry.
i'm so jealous.
i'm jealous of the wind that ruffles through your hair, the grass pressed beneath your feet, the rain that soaks your clothing, the sun rays that fall upon your skin.
i am stuck in inevitable jealously.
i cry.