John Paint

lies the perspective of those who find beauty in everything

structures, rubble, creation, destruction, life, death

Poll -

◌ Text Her

"its cold, and i cant hold you to sleep. every time i wake up, it gets harder to breathe."

so ill leave, just to stay away, and when i come back, you know ill be the same.

she said

she said,

"my taste has gone bad"

she said,

"i didnt know i could feel like that about you"

see the lights turn blue from black and she said

"i dont know if i could ever go back"

she said

she said,

"you cant change, your skin feels the same. id stand still, if i knew youd stay awake. and in dreams i dont have, i swear i can hear your voice"

she said

"if you leave,"

she said

"if you leave."

i never had a choice.

but my taste has gone bad.

she said,

"i didnt know you still felt like that about me. when you see the lights turn blue from black,"

she says,

"please dont ever come back"

she said,

she said,

she said,