Ahem.
Friends only.
Add for add, depending.

The only thing I wish to cling to is transient, specter-like ( Read more... )

Someone thirteen years older than me told me that the best feeling in the world is heroin and for whatever reason, that makes me infinitely sad and disappointed. It's been running through my head incessantly and I don't know why. It's not that I fear for their life, as they've reformed from said habit, it's just a fear that maybe it really is ( Read more... )