

on and on...can you smell it? this rotting smell of old promises and broken words. climbing all over the walls,surrounding you,there is no escape.on and on...
you can put your trust in it,but without a purpose,words will only be words. you don't even need them to be anything more than that,when you expect nothing
else but failure.
hitting rock bottom might leave you with a big smirk all over your face. expectations are bound to let you down. and plans are never working out.
sometimes you realize you don't really have anyone but you. you can share,you can ask for help. but there i


I once wished... I once wished to be a ghost. just there enough for you to catch a glimpse. a good ghost.one you would want to see around. one second there,the other...gone. but I don't have the heart for it. I want to be there whenever I'm needed. I want to support and help.I once wished...
I guess I just wanted to be missed...
I once wished to be great. an over-achiever,you might say. I have what it takes,I could get the skill. I could find the direction,and excel. I could climb all the way to the top,and stay there. sitting safely,looking down from my plac
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