Life is misery, death is contentment. Once more I step into daylight, but still washed in nighttime. Hues of misery shine in both night and day.  Can heaven wait?  I cannot wait forever for happiness. Whether it be the sun or moon, hues of misery shine.      

fuck what you say and fuck what you know the hell with your feelings could give a fuck about you it’s the same thing you said when you stabbed me in the back acting like it’s my fault that this “thing” turned to crap well hunnie, it...

I hear those whispers asking, who the fuck do I think I am? I'm the one who digs deep when the task seems steep I'm the man with the plan getting it done when no one else can I reach for the stars not giving a...