She moves through moon beams slowly, she knows just how to hold me.
And when her edges soften, her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly; she wears me down to bones and blood.
Must be the sign on my head, saying “love me dead.”
Finalsweekpapersresearchprojectsworktherapy and someone wants to hang out…
And yet I still find time to go on Tumblr…
…what? » it’s my source of happiness…
I’ll tell you why I put God first. Its because in my darkest hour video games, anime, alcohol, and sports will not be there for me. The material world is unforgiving. Boyfriends and parents will let me down, friends will come and go, but God will never forsake me.
