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
making the most of the midwest
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.
