I'm shaking.
My leg vibrating,
my soul filled with rage.

I refuse to allow any more of his destruction to seep into the pores, infecting.
It seems to stalk me down the rabbit hole,
Anyone carrying Penicillin?

Break Ups
Make Ups
Fuck Ups
&
Fake Ups
- blue october

I once believed that the world I'm so lucky to be a part of, could extend the courtesy,
to a soul that was painted so black. I was wrong.
Some souls choose otherwise and enjoy the dark, even comforted by it.

All that is left is to say goodbye.


"And like that... *poof* ...he is gone"
-Verbal (Usual Suspects)


"In a month or two she'll call you. You got to hang up the phone..."
-blue october