—𝘼𝙇𝘿𝙄𝙏𝙃

so many flavours that one would abhor , even though i’ve had enough . . . i still demand , give me more ! ( 📎 )

ideas forming out of thin air , these indulgences none can compare ( 📎 )

fuck a princess , i’m a king ! bow down and kiss on my ring , it’s gonna hurt , it’ll sting — spitting out blood in the sink ! ( 📎 )

call me crazy , i don’t care wrap you up in my blue hair ( 📎 )

i move like a moth or a butterfly , craving a change in the wind ( 📎 )

better off dead than wasting my hours , flying where i shouldn’t be ! ( 📎 )