http:// www. youtube.com /watch?v= PNuCGqwYbVE

You could see me reaching
So why couldn't you have
Met me halfway
You could see me bleeding
But you could not put
Pressure on the wound

Life has been mildly put weird for the past few weeks. And when I look back to what I was I'm glad that I've been so many things. ANd of it all I have to believe that there was a little part of the time when I was truly me.

Life love moments of joy and suffering all boil down to collected experience and when I light a cigarette in the evening and pour myself a glass of wine I trust myself to never regret anything else ever again.

Forever.

Living.

New Deviation: [link]