When did gravity stop pulling you down, and what replaced it? What's that blurring the edges of your vision? What's that obscuring every other sound? Now this depth is familiar to you. Now there's only one thing above you that matters.
I could really use some morning praise from my favorite goodboys. π₯° βIβll be on just a little later, come spend your day with me. ππ ββ¦βͺ@mercyfay