Quinn Forney Uncategorized June 7, 2018 1 Minute conceptualsolitude: concept: me, laying in the sun on the softest grass imaginable. i have nowhere to go, no one to be Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related Published by Quinn Forney View all posts by Quinn Forney Published June 7, 2018
I feel the mountains burn inside 