tiny whispers of love, hope, death, and desperation {tiny track marks tiny recoveries} In this magnificently grand, large, endless, regenerating. Infinite. Universe. Tiny specks of stars on an endless timeline
Hey! Man. Admire the demeanor in which she glances towards you. Are you going to go in for the win? Or just keep grinning with a mouth full. Smiles smelling of slightly soured chagrin
Swim Swimming SWIM swimming swim
Away from the failure that is the past Future flies at full mast
Sink Sinking SINK sinking sink
WHY keep thinking while the tide rises amidst the neck around the deck Will the swell swallow the pride will you ride on to a watery grave, Let's GO
bravely see the hollow humblest life leading to an unmarked burial at sea Demons force a fold. Be real. Allow the Angels to show you how to feel
Asia-Europe-America All feels the same Catch-22 the sad part of this game is you can change your name But Good luck out-running your brain