November 2011
10 posts
venom in your bite, but don't call me the prey
So much damn pride, it’s like i’m dancing with elephants. blame nature because it gives you no hope and reality is avoidable without a soul. spent too many nights clogging the wounds; covering what shames you, covered by what you really hate. tell me like it is, because no one else here is and scream it because its what really shakes you. what’d the silence do to you that makes...
