i cry. everyone cries. the moonlight seeks my approval i hold onto and cherish my sadness depression is a comforting wound. you hurt. i died for you. i died upon my upside down cross. if i knew where you were i’d find a wound in which you had and i would lay salt in it… Continue reading dreams bloody dreams
Author: memories burned
my name is danielle. i'm a pretty dark person. i don't dress like a goth so i get slashed for being a poser. fuck that. i have my own style. i wear whats comfortable..i listen to many different styles of music.but my thoughts are mostly cold and morbid.