Get over the sorrow, girl. The world is always going to be made of this. You can trust in it. Unless you breathe in bravely. . I adore how you simply surrender to high.
The pleasure is all mine. to get to be. the generous one. is the strongest stance. . The pleasure is all mine. to finally let go. and evenly. be flown.
Pedaling through. The dark currents. I find an accurate copy. A blueprint of the pleasure in me. (Swirling black lilies totally ripe). A secret code carved.