March 2012
February 2012
Put yourself in my place for just one day, watch all the colors in your spectrum fade grey. More aware than ever that I might never be calm again.
And it shakes every fucking bone, trying to do the right thing on my own.
So I let the ink tell you how I come to grips with all of this. We’re never gonna be the same again. Bury me I’m not your friend.
Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look...
lapris:
someone send me a love letter
