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.

Oh I get told to never get old but the weight unfolds.

I’m a little garcon in my head, with a little fille stuck in bed.

Oh I get told to never get old but the weight unfolds.

I’m a little garcon in my head, with a little fille stuck in bed.