I grip the blade against my skin
Praying to a nonexistent god
To free me from my sin
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
He was the blood flowing in her body.
She would be incomplete without him.
She loved him more than she needed air.
But, she loved him more than she wanted to be happy.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 1:11 PM UTC