
Christine just posted this on my wall. I cannot breathe.
You keep reaching for that green light but you’re a boat against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

Christine just posted this on my wall. I cannot breathe.
You keep reaching for that green light but you’re a boat against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
littlemiss—layinginthesun:
whoever thought of this…
Haha, yes! Always!
HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA Love it