Elizabeth. 18.
We all carry these things inside that no one else can see, they hold us down like anchors they drown us out at sea
I’m throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream…
Right now I'm lost in a place called nowhere

 

val: at least "do me big boy" is open to interpretation.... like spreading mustard on a foot long!

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