And in the end there is no one else,
sweet sixteen
alone in my hospital bed
having impact dreams
watching shadows on the ceiling
and deciding
to never ever be real again.
It was eaisier than I thought.
Exponential Detritus (For Feeble Minds)
the blog of Corbid Ravenous
And in the end there is no one else,
sweet sixteen
alone in my hospital bed
having impact dreams
watching shadows on the ceiling
and deciding
to never ever be real again.
It was eaisier than I thought.