It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.
one day. before i hit a quarter of 100.
so much so that the falling no longer hurt anymore.
the world we live in today.
i could look into the sea & have the seabreeze blowing onto my face for an entire day..
hey fragile lil organ, soon you will be fine.
sing me a love song of chrome hearts.
when can i ever smile genuinely? getting used to the pretentious bitch me.