bang, bang, you're alive.

stinking jab at my heart to witness such atrocities.

pains the eyes and soul.

can i vomit in your mouth and get you to swallow it? just kiddin. oh wait, maybe not.

tryin to steer this paper boat here people.

gettin all the wind i can, appropriately so.

i am not all for placid waters, rough seas are where the party's at.

gimme gimme gimme some daggers, i'll try my best to duck.

2sec exchange.

i swallowed the ice in my mouth and sure hope you didnt see it. i suck.

i think if my heart was a colour, it'd be some shade of neon. or even better, all sorts of neon.

so funny and comforting how we are all for vices and defects and really not your average kind of imperfection. oh, what preciousness, what charming subversion!

loving each and every synonym of 'vice' i see on dictionary.com

strive to ~transgress~

let's galaxy hop and play cops.

bang, bang, you're alive.