The dark sky, drives away- the light of the day. The sly moon shows its crater-scarred face.
Tag: tomorrow morning
my answering machine
There’s too much people outside despite the winter laughing at us if there is a sun it doesn’t shine enough and i like the light so it’s kinda sad
Eric’s Murderers
“‘Johnny, we can’t do this. Someone will find out.’ I said. ‘Shut the fuck up you immature bastards. If you’re too fucking pussywhipped to do this than shut the fuck up and go away.’ Ryan said.