Category Archives: 4. Broken Hearts Mend In Funny Ways.

she was the princess looking for her prince staring at that mirror looking for a kiss wanted nothing more then that pedestal so she could be fawned over. her tiara was a shot of whatever you bought now she’s knocked … Continue reading →

i like to be the bad guy who says the things you want to say i’m ok with you hating me cuz i’ve hated myself longer then you have lived if you talk i walk and dont respond its personal … Continue reading →

So, i was sitting, wondering, how i could show you, what I really am when i seen, a white envelope, stuffed with nothing, but good intention so i sauntered to the bathroom, found an old rusted razor blade looked at … Continue reading →

x Every night, a different pair, of eyes, peering down on me. Every night, when the light dies, another piece of me leaves. Every night, another soul, sells herself for booze and broken promises. Every night, I dissapear, a little … Continue reading →