jamesevansjournal: “You are flowers in my stomach cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs. I only want to be the sun for you.” - Elke River

jamesevansjournal: “You are flowers in my stomach cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs. I only want to be the sun for you.” - Elke River

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