they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never

If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for

right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may

a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i

splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually

I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand

They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor

There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind

I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…

stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right

Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their