

TW: Gore, Dead Marco.
my eyes are wide open, my face to the sky
is that you i’m hearin’ in the tall grass nearby?
momma, come find me before i do die
hey, hey, momma, look sharp
A never ending landscape of calamity….
Bambina...
I'm not a fan of powdered meds.Moron.
The princess didn’t want me to go to work. Not pictured, the toy mouse she was playing with while on top of me.