you remember that dust when we flicked on the furnace? first cold snap a burnt, iron prayer you’d say it smelled like grandma’s attic or a long-dead sweater i said no it smelled like the beginning of something true
you remember that dust when we flicked on the furnace? first cold snap a burnt, iron prayer you’d say it smelled like grandma’s attic or a long-dead sweater i said no it smelled like the beginning of something true
