". . . I alone was a dream,. a figment which had .never .really. touched. anything. .I felt that .I was not, .never had been .and never would be a part of this overpoweringly solid and deeply meaningful. world .around .me."
clifford || he/him || carrd "each day, you'd rise with me know that i would gladly be the icarus to your certainty oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight"