obvious.

your words are daggers.

silence.

cigarettes.

i need to feel that love again. autumn just isn't the same without you.

50.

i can't believe its been two years. 

rest in peace tim, we miss you.

lest we forget. 

out of reach.

there are times when i stop to think that maybe this is just some sort of beautiful tragedy.

then i realize it couldn't be.

there is no one who can do those things you do to me.

shit.

let's get this straight boy, i'll fuck whoever i want to.