the pieces fit

jigsaws.morrissey inspired.

jaded

worn out. stained. polish me and make me brand new.

who loves the sun

i don't. go away pesky sun light!

loosing my head

i almost forgot how loosing your head feels like, but lately it came back to me. and not in a good way. words don't mean much to me but right now i feel like i can't hold it in anymore. i've held it in since i can remember and i need to spill it out somewhere. why can't the whole world go away?

home pt. II

found it.maybe

home pt. I

forever and eternally,
the cliffs around the crashing sea

jurney