The only X I know is the Mia Goth movie sry.
Running through the city at night, in the rain, through the busy streets, under the awnings of the bus stops with the rain drops hitting them, the sound of distant sirens and the automated bus announcements and the chatter of the people makes you feel like maybe Charli xcx was right, maybe everything is romantic.
All that dies shall still know life in death for all that decays is not forgotten and reanimated it shall walk the world in the bliss of not-knowing.
Ponca City refinery II.
Stuck between "it could be worse" and "it can only get better from here".
19.12.2024