the sun is an opinion, the world is just a myth, the heart's a phony tower, a phantom monolith -- the day is an illusion, the night, a vain ideal -- the hope of dawn is empty, but the ache is real
the sun is an opinion, the world is just a myth, the heart's a phony tower, a phantom monolith -- the day is an illusion, the night, a vain ideal -- the hope of dawn is empty, but the ache is real
Sometimes we have to respond to illusions with our own illusions. 🐬💦
ooohhh gosh I love this so much!!!
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