It's cold and lonely out there

She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art …was supposed to make you feel something.

Even after you are gone you are the infinite source of energy to me, the energy that never dies, the energy which is keeping me alive, no matter what, i ought to make you proud. There's something incredibly astonishing about missing you KRISTEN

Morning tears

I want to go in the heart of city this midnight I want to scream. How much I love you, but I know I will be more hurt. So m writing it in Tumblr instead hoping someday you would see n remember me Kristen

We both cried at the same time around 5pm today

Sleeplessness

It's love or maybe just lust, but it's fucking tortures.

Mistakes

I was blind in love, she gave me her hand, told me we are heading home, I trusted her with everything, but she took me to the cliff for me it was home with cold breezy weather, I opened my arms before I could breath she pushed me down and went down, with her hands in someone else's but I'm not so sure if she held someone's hand. since I am dead.