ruined. destroyed. obliterated.

too much, too soon.

mfs say i'm blessed, my bad i forgot to sneeze.

so down bad, argh.

once a sun child - now there's nothing left but rage.

hidden in the chaos, is the element.

like father, unlike son.

give love a second chance.

Thursday, November 6th.

i know that you think it's fake,
maybe fake's what i like.

oh November, how i missed you.

i only exist to fall,
habits like the ghost of God.

she makes everyday better.

everyone's looking for love, not realising it's not only romantic.

"when you've tasted sorrow, you know when it's coming. you can smell it in the air."

haha, you fucking fool.

хочется простого человеческого за ручки с тобой подержаться.

the saddest thing in life is wasted talent.

hickeys are overrated, give me a bullet wound.

lmao.