it’s a fire a passionate hatred a fire within you that burns within me we’re all trying our best i cannot rest until you are dead white wolf, dark wolf cup stays half full shadow worn like a cape hang on my back and pull me down i thought about you yesterday if i would […]


dear let me see through the technicolor haze the smell of petrichor dilute my selfish ways selective sight set to sonder assume a role in the world’s ensemble nowhere to go, so i wander a fitting end to life’s preamble oh dear if i could see you now i’d not tell you of the horrors […]