I think high school just brought me down after i broke up with my ex, so i stopped cosplaying. But now since its over i will defiantly take it up again. Its a good way to get me out and about. Thats all i wanted to say.
Love is an open wound, you never know where the blood will go. It could proceed to your head and leave you pondering on every little thing that’s wrong with you. Or get on your heart and have you do things that you never preserved imaginable. The strangest part of the whole thing is it’s so easy to bleed, letting everything inside you spill out. I remember the first time you cut me open, there could never be enough bandages and wrapping to ever save me. You dug into me so deeply and twisted, your hellhound knife straight inside, never once skipping a beat. Then you whispered me such simple fantasies that I promised myself they wou