in a time where words mean nothing unless they are typed, i found you, and you brought me nothing in return. typical. it’s easier that way. with wings broken on stars lifted, among the nothing in your eyes. nothings, patterned around everythings and somehow that makes sense to you. with your ribbons undone and your hair falling out… this time things can change. your words will mean everything, as you forever fall into the nothing that i’ve been watching you walk towards for years. you’ll never understand.
Mar
6
i’m working on the new layout so a lot of the links may not function properly right now. should be working smoothly soon. :)
Mar
6
we adopted atlas this weekend. large and in charge baby! dakota is adapting well.
