alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
alonelyhouse:Mentally, I’m living in a little blue house on the coast and it’s foggy and I can feel the sea air in my lungs and I’m writing poetry in the attic while the sun trickles in through the windows.
