do you ever try to bring yourself back remember what it was like to be an island and the void was something you learned to see in photo / iridescent skull via Tumblr
i find it hard to find my tears i inch away from this scene, looking at the crevices inching away let’s say that somehow you were true let’s say that somehow you were true photo / Bizarre au Havre via Tumblr
the sun and the shadows he makes are so beautiful today photo / https://aucarrefouretrangelikesandshares.tumblr.com
. . this would be so much easier if you had less stuff . .
i found all the heartbreak already where does it come from, this bad trip? photo / (x)99.
Alls I see are the white roses, reaching for Nirvana with me. Asking Him the same questions I ponder. writing / Kendall Hill
Do you recall all the lost moments that you often forgot? I get motionless when you start to ring me, there’s got to be some cost to living this high..but I treat the pen like eraser. photo / Tracy Trejo writing / Kendall Hill
I do not care about the abnormality. I am the ringleader of it all And that makes me happy. photo / Natalie Wilson writing / Kendall Hill
I have other stories too strange and beautiful to be told
I want to be pure flame. I want to be your song.