right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may

splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually

I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand

I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…

I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could

You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve

What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed