#pixxieposts

Oh, yeah, that's right, but I am fine Yeah, I'm alive, I'm alive I won't worship at your shrine again And no I do not want to be your friend I feel relieved to know that one day all of this will end Such a weight off of my shoulders

Working on my costume.

Simplicity. 

Don’t keep me around just because I answer your call at 4 am when the air is stuck in your throat And the tears are dripping down your neck

05/14/2017

because it’s like my eyes are closed and I feel like you’re slipping through  my hands I’m clawing for your finger tips I’m screaming your name and  It’s pushing you away; I’m pushing you away Every time I beg you to stay Every time I demand that you leave The white is the start of me, the breath of me, my everything The black is the end of me, the death of me,  my everything