You are constellations, and you are breaths
that swirl in cold times
and you are the music that thrums across my pulse late at night
and you are the music that thrums across my pulse late at night
Sorry if most of what I post today is supernatural, I’m still freaking out about the finale. So if you’re not a supernatural blog, very sorry.
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