Hello assholes!
I am the Puppeteer. With a capital letter and - not otherwise!
Bones creak as I riseTo dim gray morning light.Stumbling across the floorCrimson life from my lip takes flight.
I don't know how to explain how I feel because when I don't feel clean I don't feel like I matter so all the words that you say to make y
When we are gone, none shall remember, not ourselves or prodigy of own
When we are gone, none shall remember, not ourselves or prodigy of own
When we are gone, none shall remember, not ourselves or prodigy of own
“The first week out , anytime someone would touch me I flinched, jumped but NEVER tried to run .
I have never been one that was actually able to say that I love who I am,
Trying to avoid this calamity
Can’t seem to outrun this insanity
Philippians 3:3-4 New King James Version
