明天

You have ruined my life, by not being mine.

They didnt fall in love,

They say that love and hate are just two shades of obsession.

Your tears fuel my joy of victory.

Some monsters cannot be killed, some have to be saved.

All flesh consorteth according to kind, and a man will cleave to his like.

I am writing about a deer that died in my mind.

Barty has an apocalyptic simulation in his head,

Your eyes spoke tragic accusations.

When theres nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.