to be or not to be - that is the question

To Be or Not To Be - to be or not to be

eric lies to melissa, they are not soulmates, on the moon, in different spaces in space, blood orange glitter - eric lies to melissa, telling her that they are not soulmates. however, on the moon, they have the ability to live together in their own world without fear of rejection from the other person who has been in love with them for a while

torch the great undecided and instigate a method to form a new prize. with a shadow behind us the sun it appears to expose our useless disguise. an addiction to frustration, an awkward cause to eliminate light from the field. it’s not a secret operation or a charity, just a habit i can’t seem to yield

torch the great undecided and instigate a method to form a new prize. with a shadow behind us the sun it appears to expose our useless disguise. an addiction to frustration, an awkward cause to eliminate light from the field. it’s not a secret operation or a charity, just a habit i can’t seem to yield

torch the great undecided and instigate a method to form a new prize. with a shadow behind us the sun it appears to expose our useless disguise. an addiction to frustration, an awkward cause to eliminate light from the field. it’s not a secret operation or a charity, just a habit i can’t seem to yield

torch the great undecided and instigate a method to form a new prize. with a shadow behind us the sun it appears to expose our useless disguise. an addiction to frustration, an awkward cause to eliminate light from the field. it’s not a secret operation or a charity, just a habit i can’t seem to yield

torch the great undecided and instigate a method to form a new prize. with a shadow behind us the sun it appears to expose our useless disguise. an addiction to frustration, an awkward cause to eliminate light from the field. it’s not a secret operation or a charity, just a habit i can’t seem to yield

torch the great undecided and instigate a method to form a new prize. with a shadow behind us the sun it appears to expose our useless disguise. an addiction to frustration, an awkward cause to eliminate light from the field. it’s not a secret operation or a charity, just a habit i can’t seem to yield