I feel every movement like a vhs on repeat You make me hard, but she makes me weak. What society says about me my feelings at a late time i wish you'd understand that there are things that i am not ready to speak. Building a life together with Isi far from the violence of their past lives was all Sela had wished, prayed, begged and killed for. And now, Isi was gone. Ripped from her with no explanation. Sela was... I pensively close my eyes and seize the moment... promises blend and are forgotten. like games, we just forfeit.
They will not hold me back august was a lingering ache in my ribs it was self sabotage and thumb scrolls through the garden of knives to my throat,
Get Ya Twin pack of Grunge Jam spread _ She was the sweet punch
none of this is mine at all. the pictures used are all Paolo Raeli's and he is literally to best. the quote is a mixture of his and Maya Angelou's. Something I can relate to Tried everything young, From beers to joints to a drunkenly fuck,
Who could ever learn to love a half moon