I think I wanna switch from coffee to green apple soda float
意识到春天要来了的时候我心里一惊，因为你过敏，然后我又一惊。
R
Spring equinox brings so many rain, wetting the expire beer that went flat. Good times drum fast with no time to diary u know, butt numbed, lack of sun. Caved snail settling down, rookie to a chapter brand-brand new, a life semi old.
Blissful days had exited me, you and your beautiful ppls followed to a land of bountiful nostalgia. When nostalgia appeals to be the only foreign you love, it is that foreignness of you I am obsessed with. Sparks, energy and laughter underneath, I am left with a view from behind. I don’t know how to speak when not in poem, embarrassment always come right in place, shaming the ant itself for crossing the room too loud.