More random blogging
„ i'm sorry there was always a storm in my mind, even on the sunniest of days. i'm so sorry. “ Even on the sunniest of fuckin days.
Hand me back my catalog of girl friends because I’m selling and if no one is buying, I’m telling ...... M.
this curse, this borderline identity ripples in my souls water distorting my reflection maybe soon there will be nothing left no more...