There’s something about the need to escape. There’s something about not having anywhere to go. I like to chase myself in my mind. The setting: an apple orchard (How romantic). I picture myself in a dress: polka-dotted blue, maybe red. How hard it will be to camouflage myself in the clear sky or bushes. The only person you can’t hide from is yourself. As the chaser, I see myself...
Fall for Me for Falling
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