I try not to laugh at the fact that even when she’s drunk, she has a hard time saying it. “Where do you want me to take you?” She drops her head back against my chest. “You can just keep carrying me. It’s very relaxing.

Once a blooming red rose, full of streaming life in its veins. Now a wilting black petal rupturing with death and pain.

In the existence of our lives, there are many coincidences that bring people together, but there's only one person that will own your heart forever.

It hurts to be around life. People don't understand how close death is, right over their shoulders, around the block, at the end of a street. It's everywhere.

I look into his eyes, no longer afraid what's in them, but afriad I'll lose what they carry.

Liar's such a strong word. I prefer to think of it as me omitting some of the details" - Alex

Isn't everyone hiding something?