There were two kinds of people in our town. The stupid, and the stuck.
High school sucked. It was a universal truth, and whoever said these were supposed to be the best years of your life was probably drunk or delusional.
Why would you stick someone you love down in a lonely hole in the dirt? Where it's cold, and dirty, and full of bugs?
words same as always same as nothing when nothing is the same
In Light there is Dark, and in Dark there is Light.
Lies, lies are the place where darkness grows.