January 2011
9 posts
temporary insanity
everything is so fragile, the tiniest crack has turned into a massive black hole, so powerful its pushing right through and taking over, nothing to be done but sit and wait for the bang to hit the ground and make everything scatter. no control what so ever, as it gets deeper and deeper little splatters splurt out from all different directions filling the blank canvas of what we call thought. the...
love’s thoroughly overrated, Sure all the...
you could slit my throat and with my last gasping...