17 February 2013
I feel myself shattering into millions of pieces. I can feel every little piece hitting the ground, and it's killing me. One day, all I'm going to be are these dead, little pieces.
pieces. • Opuss № I
17 February 2013
I feel myself shattering into millions of pieces. I can feel every little piece hitting the ground, and it's killing me. One day, all I'm going to be are these dead, little pieces.
pieces. • Opuss № I