The week ahead– full.
Nights spent drunk with love and light.
Wrapped in velvet and whiskey.
My birthday is soon.
Four days left till twenty eight.
I put on my crown.
The week ahead– full.
Nights spent drunk with love and light.
Wrapped in velvet and whiskey.
My birthday is soon.
Four days left till twenty eight.
I put on my crown.
Typewriter Moon 