I wish to be known for standing hence.
Is this not the same place in which most men die?
I've lived with//Vicariously numb fingertips//I have sat//In surrogate silence//This life is mine to save//Leaving cut roses on your grave
https://open.spotify.com/track/0CAOgFq049xUoXQz0dpJpy This song got me through my final year of university... I remember it like it was yesterday. I woke up in the worst of sorts and I was ready to give up on the day before I had even finished eating my breakfast. Every day was the same - wake up in time for an... Continue Reading →