black stone, green stone, and snake: The Apple Festival, Medford NJ
bow: aerie
dots: friend’s
In our darkest hours
we have all asked for some angel to come
sprinkle his dust all around,
but all our crying voices they can't turn it around.
And you've had some crazy conversations of your own.
we have all asked for some angel to come
sprinkle his dust all around,
but all our crying voices they can't turn it around.
And you've had some crazy conversations of your own.
I wanna get better @ tumblr
where’s the little thang that tells you kewl people to follow?
I’ve gotten some goood suggestions from there before
