confusion and uncertianty would definetly have to be the worst possible feelings, worse then any physical pain, worse then heartbreak, worse then boredom. Standing there with your hands in your pockets, and that stupid expression on your dumb face that screams for help, for someone to hold your hand. makes you want to commit the second worst feeling, fear. followed by shame, and regret.
what am i thinking anyways? whispers the voice that is my confusion.
ride my spiral into the eve.
your mother says his brother won't have any wine with it's garbage when the angel spits in the moon without care dies the lake from outside falls the ground.
what am i thinking anyways? whispers the voice that is my confusion.
ride my spiral into the eve.
your mother says his brother won't have any wine with it's garbage when the angel spits in the moon without care dies the lake from outside falls the ground.
abyssia:
what confuses you? what are you certain of?