О себе:
dependent on coffee, cigarettes,books, angst and self-destruction.
i'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me. r.i.p. to my youth
it's cold lately i've been feeling tired of everyone i know and i'm positive that's it obvious that every time i'm out i want to go home and every time i'm home i feel so alone i can not expect to sit and wait around to die for the rest of my life
cause i don't know who i am, i don't know who i am unless it’s me and my friends.
i let my mistakes define me
i let my closest friends refine me
i let my intake complete me
i let my own deathbed defeat me