he was a soul who hated his façade. http://tsundcku.tumblr.com/

We're nothing more than organic matter with a conscience, and for a few lucky ones a way with words. /Musings strung together with a tight, …

lost in this lone isle    there are still cracks between my ribcage i am trying to fix and i am still searching for ways to mend my broken, tattered wings …

Singapore    she's morphine queen of my vaccine

Singapore    I've spent years trying to quell the flames and hold on to the embers but I now realize that when a flame burns it burns …

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