the sky turned tie-dye in sheffield at 16:09 today
Whoever loves, come near. I want to break Venus’ ribs and cripple the goddess’ hips with clubs. If she can break my heart so tender, why can’t I break her head and end her?
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
Too tired to finish studying and by finish I mean start