Allcoy
pretty ugly
Breathe in and inhale some hope. My neck is fit for a rope laced so pretty in a bow. I dressed for the occasion, donât ruin my vacation. Maybe itâs illusion. Maybe itâs a solution to find my reality and realty. My reality. Disconnect the hose. Iâm so filthy you know so drown me until Iâm clean. Treat me like a newborn baby. Maybe itâs illusion. Maybe itâs a solution to find my reality and realty. My reality. And Iâm finding myself through malice. Attracted to identical mistakes. Boxed in with mirrors and infinite chances to change and even more to fuck up every chance I