A man lies in his bed in a room with no door
He waits hoping for a presence something anything to enter
After spending half his life searching he still felt as blank
As the ceiling at which he stared
He is alive but feels absolutely nothing
So is he?
When he was six he believed that the moon overhead followed him
By nine he had deciphered the illusion trading magic for fact
No tradebacks...
So this is what it's like to be an adult
Lmao stann haha
It's on the towel because we don't want to handle them anymore than necessary and so if we catch a catfish we don't get barbed.
As for the second Hun I'm from south Mississippi I spend more time out of shoes than I do in them. The pier is fairly new so no worries about splinters