Sam|19|Upstate,NY

Though my skin is filthy and I'm bruised and burnt. I'm glad I was there and sorry if you weren't. The landscape plays piano; elegant enough to make my ears bleed. Dance along the scenery, drive straight through the clouds. Enveloped in soft sound worries like prematurely torn envelopes buried beneath 'presense' not meant to be found. It was worth the ride.