so while working, trying to solidify a new job, and subbing for maternity leave at the chocolatier you may have noticed that my posting regimen is shittier than usual. it's nothing personal, i am just hella bad at time management. sorry all
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.