JOHN GRAY
About John
thgindoog
wut writ backward wuz heaven in th seazin uh floorboards broke up n come home. I come home in th same 13 dreams, 13 roses, 13 allGray.
13 candles
girl push buttns bedroom LED clove smokedrift runnin feathrs slip teargarden wintr fingrs. Just bcuz we done this bfor doesnt mean I didn’t wanna do it again. Tempers pumping memory come Weakwrist tooquick trains whistle trickfate Bullets to babyjohn’s pushplay heart. Kept my hair long fer this. Nobody finds us Kiss curtain, this my bedroom / yers?
vu my dejas
thred me
thred, needle here, we are thred thru. Look at my eyes. Th ritual soundz. We begun.
John’s bedroom is Room Eight in the Clock of Bedrooms.