bending

  1. Kat_in_the_box

    Once you leave them, there is no turning back

    I need you more than words can manage managing on my own alone in my room doom slowly builds and I rethink about life the knife turns in my skin and bleeds weeds are my hair, soil is my face the pace of an afterthought is sublime when you live in a make up world a reality too real to comprehend...