"I am not my own
I have been erased
Like a canvas washed by the strokes of grace
You're my obsession
You're all I ever need
I'm Your posession"
-Starfield
I LOVE September.
I really do.
I love my family and my friends and my books and my room and my clothes and the sky and my dog and my Emma and my town and Montreal and everyone/everything in it and my school and my pencil and my phone and my ho-cho and my life and myself and EVERYTHING.
I feel a bit like Walt Whitman.
I love you Walt Whitman.
I have been erased
Like a canvas washed by the strokes of grace
You're my obsession
You're all I ever need
I'm Your posession"
-Starfield
I LOVE September.
I really do.
I love my family and my friends and my books and my room and my clothes and the sky and my dog and my Emma and my town and Montreal and everyone/everything in it and my school and my pencil and my phone and my ho-cho and my life and myself and EVERYTHING.
I feel a bit like Walt Whitman.
I love you Walt Whitman.
