butterflyslut: Life was a box … The west wall went up in the spring … The rains were hard that year … And it almost washed away … But she patched up the holes for another day … The south was a little trickier … Bits of greenery kept poking
butterflyslut: Life was a box … The west wall went up in the spring … The rains were hard that year … And it almost washed away … But she patched up the holes for another day … The south was a little trickier … Bits of greenery kept poking
