These carwreck conversations always seem to end this way, with me knocked out on the gurney and you serenely pull away.
Ralston Bowles
I just believe that life is more than rehearsing how to die.
life
theend
I am but a draper in a room of wool, looking at the patterns, feeling like a fool. I'm going to take my fabric, stretch it to the seams, I want to find what's woven underneath these tailored dreams
dreams
If heaven is the reason and dieing is the door, than why aren't we all leaving what's the drama for?
door
I am not who I would like to be, It's just who I am right now.
rights
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