Posted in Headcanon, Thoughts

Phantom Taste

In a cig, I found the taste of your lips.

 

In a cuppa tea and peppermint, you’ll find mine.

 

 

 

(and that’s how we cope) 

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An emotionally invested enthusiast of pop culture. Apathetic by design. Aesthetically offensive and eloquently candid. A sentimental heathen.

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