Free hand writing from earlier today..

[melalanat]

let the future kiss you on the forhead and do not regret and don't live in death just open the door where the sweetest bud grows and inhale it's scent till' it tickles your nose to the dust in your drawers over pictures and tangled webs, designed in the form of a city but harvest for a banquet instead-To the lilies and fields of color, bright skies

Comments

[alfonsogarcia]

call me again

[melalanat]

LOL did, calling you back in a little while, dad got home and wants me to vaccume and do some dishes Lol