and i would tell you how but you’re too far away to hear.
don't trust the surgeon with your heart, she's drunk and sips from poison cups, and don't you trust the scientist, he says
“life is like a wineglass”
as he spills his drink like secrets all across your dress and says:
“my dear, i must confess, i never thought you ever knew what love was like for real. i never thought you needed me.”
this is my personal art blog. watercolors and drawings and (mostly) moleskine pages.
“life is like a wineglass”
as he spills his drink like secrets all across your dress and says:
“my dear, i must confess, i never thought you ever knew what love was like for real. i never thought you needed me.”
this is my personal art blog. watercolors and drawings and (mostly) moleskine pages.
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