// her body was not a void for you to fill //
Purple, you are my anger.
A picture is worth a 1,000 lies
The death of my words will be the birth of my sanity. I pray to the above or below make me sane.
He was a painting I couldn't afford so all my dreams were of having him hanging on my wall.
No one deserves less. But I dont think many believes that when it comes in love.