October 2010
September 2010
I am the stone that builder refused I am the visual The inspiration That made lady sing the blues I’m the spark that makes your idea bright The same spark that lights the dark So that you can know your left from your right I am the ballot in your box The bullet in your gun The inner glow that lets you know To call your brother son The story that just begun The promise of what’s to...
“when there’s nothing left to burn you have to set yourself on fire”
to whom it may concern:
birdwithafrench-fry:
you’re the best. seriously you’re fantastic and i wish you knew it.
i know what you’re going through at the moment is hard, cause it’s hard for me too.
i wish you could see that nothing’s worth the pain that you’re going through. especially a lame ass boy who’s stupid enough to hurt you in the first place.
cause lets face it girl - we’re all we’ve got. fuck them.
i...
