Of moons, birds and monsters.

We are stepping, galactic and just a bit satanic.

I actually missed writing. I’ve always said writing was my form of therapy, always was and always will be. With that in mind however, it didn’t exactly feel any right to express myself in my other blog as I’ve always done before. That blog has had an incredible amount of expression put into it, moments in life I don’t wish to look back upon and that’s how I ended up here, wanting to start over. I’m in ashes.

Oh, excuse the theme of the blog. It’s a horrible fucking theme. I haven’t been on Tumblr in a couple of months and apparently they put a cap on the themes available for use. Those cunts. Goodnight.

I did request the mark you cast didn’t heal as fast.

But if it’s true you’re gonna run away,

tell me where, I’ll meet you there.