wake up nostalgia, please i had been indulging my hypochondria again, for the 88th time now but truly, i did this, only to create an elaboration for the passion, i haven’t the energy to compensate for. get up, nostalgia. get up nostalgia. get up, nostalgia. please. i saw him before though, physically no, however our conversations sleep with the mattresses, in the opposing formation. your beautiful.
