there she was,just laying there.every inch of her glowed,like it was on fire. she stretched a smile,that went for miles. even in the darkyou could mak..
I fall in love oftenthe only way to douse the flamesis with alcoholwhich sometimes backfiresbut every flame has its ashand every ashits shame of not b..
Quietly inhaling the world through small painful lessons lessen in quantity the more you b***h and moan about the burning in your throat.Only sickness..
the glass alone can reflect apart of myselfthat otherwise would go unseenit's rare that i find find myself in a placei cannot turn into artwhere words..