🌫️ From my head to my toes, from hats to my shoes I’ve got a closet full of black and blue hues. And with a small assortment of some colorful frays Isn’t it strange I still have some days where I somehow end up dressed all in grays— Is this my subconscious with something to say? Come hither heather through the layers of fog & ash while clouds pewter & pebble with each charcoaled shadow’s overpass as graphite slates unto an anchored mass. Who will next join me on a potentially romantic journey as I lay here pondering on Cupid’s gurney— Do I really have any real romantic inclinations or is my life just riddled with social replication? Because… I’ve had many different relationships I’ve sort of explored but for most I’ve failed to pull the ripcord of “what more?
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