STAFF SPOTLIGHT: iwrestledabearonce – Hail Mary
The gift of death is such a blessing for us.
The gift of death is such a blessing for us.
I’m holding on by the tips of my fingers, I’m not afraid of the fall.
The curtain’s falling in slow motion.
Ultraviolet catalytic hell, happiness is a half-life.
The fear and the doubt grow deeper again.
Hollowed hearts clenched tight in history, to a family drowned deep in misery.
A sure disaster, forever after, with no remedy.
Secret garden disregard my heart.
Your shades of blue left me painted violet and indigo.