Amateurs (don’t take things or this so seriously)

thirteen ways to kill your lover a hundred and one ways to die

there’s no other way

there's no other way and no other day to say goodbye all the things i would, would not and could never say but now i need to go away i really did try day after day just to get by some things are for letting go some things we must learn to let die

Whiskey midnight mayhem blues

Scorpion sting Aborted fetus Creation of two Left for only one Left for the dead The constant playback in my head Of the last words ever said A belly full of lies a heart less and less  of you spitting  words lies spoken you can feel  the real of fake you try to make off … Continue reading Whiskey midnight mayhem blues