Maybe I am having a crisis, maybe I just have a heart… I am freaking out. I started the weekend by cleaning my apartment and hopping on a plane to Minneapolis.
By Madison McGuire4 years ago in Psyche
Fairytales told me that clouds are like pillows. Big fluffy cotton balls that somehow warp and fly through the sky. They create familiar pictures for me to imagine about.
By Madison McGuire4 years ago in Poets