When you are wealthy: Many shall be your friends and Few shall be your fans and; All will be your death.
I cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime…
Tomorrow is a pretense Which you have to consciously Bel…
Only If You Could jump Out
I have Loved Less Since The last
Ann know your moors As people call it anonymous. I love having a special power A super power An uneven power
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
Life could spike your drink Love could stab your heart Feelings could blame your tears Money could pay for less Attraction could buy your sight
A relationship without love is lik… Disco of sex, a music, a carpeted… And army of glitzy light of nothin… But a waste of one’s effort to suc… Perhaps love is easy to frisk
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.
I have convert this hobby to a job Because a job for me is joy and si… No standing whilst thinking and wr… I should be payed by you but I ca… But see that you have no job but s…
There is this thing It frightens me and Scary at the same time, They are tiny voices Very small but weirdly
If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.