october fifth at seven twenty p.m.
the truth is all that i am is a passing event that will be forgotten

it's way too cold to wait for a bus, or walk anywhere, or even look outside.

today i started to really miss the summer, and everything that happened.

hearts are alot heavier than they look.

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame