In her fantasy she’s no longer comfortable,
she can’t be here.
They don’t hold space for her.
Oh iridescent flesh,
what do you reveal of me.
Fantasy Exile
∆ Neural Alchemist | Self-mythologist ∆
∆ Neural Alchemist | Self-mythologist ∆
In her fantasy she’s no longer comfortable,
she can’t be here.
They don’t hold space for her.
Oh iridescent flesh,
what do you reveal of me.
Freegrandmaa 