I know what we are and what we are not.
Too deranged to dig holes hoping to be filled by somebody of sly emotions
Too deranged to expect somebody will rescue you when you fell in those holes.
Bruised you made those foolishness, wounded you get up on your own.
And then metallic summonings hovered,
Poisonous secrets bleeding out your cuts,
You scream as they hurt,
But it has to be done.
The hurt that drove you, caused another hurt self inflicted
Nothing comes done when you choose such option.
Why not delve yourself in mirth instead?
Why dig such frivolous holes in the first place?
You can’t save yourself, so don’t hurt it.
But if you were, it’s not enough.
Hi, I’m Chum. I often confuse myself whether or not selfies are good or the other way around. For some it boosts confidence, some may garner a few likes and hearts, and some just take selfies for the hell of it. Should it be a good angle of you? Unnecessary. Screw the world! Let’s eat donuts. #instashit
Something I found in #Tumblr. How cool is this? #seahorse #earcandy #instashit
ALL MEN MUST DIE. #valarmorghulis #gameofthrones