themidnightcafe☂
and then they woke up and realized the entire century was a template and breeding ground for fakers. they poured out whatever they were drinking. they sat around on roman couches and siberian rugs, rubbing their eyelids, smoking pixie sticks and never feeling the same.
This is the proper place where I’m growing older without grace And all of the people seem contented with the urban routine
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