The Point.....

[_lost_at_sea]

...My voice is tired, I can barely speak a whisper These words clear our minds and these broken bottles and glasses heal our lives. So drinks to the skies and blood to your eyes, this rooftop is understanding. Swallow your pride or choke till you die, cause this fall's unforgiving. So call on your angels to catch your fall tonight. I'm crawling

Comments

[imdareasonufall]

i can never tell if this is your shit or if it's someone else's shit. lol it would help if it was someone else's shit if you put it in quotes or something.
b/c if it was your ish maybe i'd leave you a comment on it or something
i wouldn't comment if it was some band or something.
leave quotes or something man.

(p.s. <---(FINCH LITERARY ALLUSION) if it is your ish, move the fuck out of pottstown and you will do wonderrrrrrrrrssssss better)*