i’m going to chase that feeling for the rest of my life

laying half awake to mono’s yearning.yearning for something i dont know what.
trying to look at his eye from a kaleidescope eye.why won’t you look at me?
sitting on a tall edge in an alley getting high and feeling like simba in rafiki’s arms.call me yan,call me yan er,call me fernando,i don’t care.
waking up in a purple blanket in a moving car,staring at silver lining of clouds and i wish i was there.i want to bathe in clouds,what a beautiful beach.it’s a beach,i hope it’s a beach.


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