September Rain, And I Was Never The Same...

September Rain, And I Was Never The Same...

I remember sleeping on the old red couch in that warehouse, listening to the pouring September rain outside. You drew on a dusty chalkboard, and I’d guess what the drawings meant. I miss you. #sad #ae... more
everyday weekend outings effortless edgy grunge fall under 18 18-24 25-34 35-44 above 45 all
29
2
Created by
sadcherrysoda
Add comment