uviol_catharsis

Last I looked the world shattered around me.
And now it's time for me to leave and pick the pieces up.
In a world of positive clarity,
nothing is clear anymore.
There is no right
and there is no wrong.
People come and people go.
The world is a horrible and beautiful place.
We are our final end.
We live as we die,
alone.
And we must be okay with this.

I want to be free of this heart.

I will miss you all.

Be strong.