skyline blazed like a modern constellation and their look echoed, a different lind of stardust rodeo rebel, part city soul

📟🚧 ±± CHAPTER─── XXII     ×Im not the Wild West, but spirit burn me× ᯓ ✪ @evigheiden / in the way I wear my boots like armor and let my silence 🎫 speak louder than a crowd. Call it Funky West, call it freedom. Either way, it’s me