I'll dig my own grave,
With my bare hands.
You're killing me slowly
But you will never understand.
Coldness is my new warmth,
And dark, my new light.
The pain is unbearable.
My heart is as cold as ice.
My hopes are shattered,
No life in my blood.
Peace is destroyed,
Along with love.
This pain is permanent
The days filled with sorrow.
Why have faith?
It will be worse tomorrow.
Melancholy and gloom;
Is there anything worse?
Why've I been blessed,
With such a solemn curse?















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The world is such an ugly place
A mother locked her son inside a Cuban Hotel
And then she released an army of butterflies into the room
-FLCL Issue 2-
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あい - うんどんこん - こうわ - げんじゅつ
Photography: ~almostseraphic
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Women are like...Altoids! They're curiously strong
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No smile is more beautiful as one that Has struggled through tears
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