Thursday, August 26, 2010


I keep shiverin and I'm not even cold, keep shiverin to the sound of music to the ache of dyin to the silence of your voice the way we can just sit wordless even we get sick of words they're so goddamn old and ugly when you and me, we can just sit wordless and fuck words anyways fuck all words fuck every last word

___let's just burn under starlight, waste away to ashes at the gaze of Ursa Major gotta go big or you can never go home,

__________________________________________________come home

____________________come home