I'm nothing special.
I'm a combination of everybody i have ever known. Just so glamorous, in that heart-broken, shattered spirit, dead-on-the-inside kind of way.
I eat poems for breakfast and put my hands over my face and listen to what they tell me.
I wish I could just sit on the beach and drink wine all day; but I don't have that much wine.
These days I care too much and eat too little.
I drink coffee like water. I never know what to say.
I still don't know how i get out of bed half the time.
It's not pretty, or endearing.
My heart is ugly, but it could be all yours.
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Izzie Adams
» male
» Germany
»caffeine & nicotine addict
Just the same fucking decaying organic matter like everybody else. So are you.
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Can we just take a moment to appreciate how fucking awsome the Circus of Horrors is? And I’ll see all this gorgeous stuff next month *-*
Nyahaha.
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“A stranger lives inside my body. I have no idea how he can take it…”
- Diary of Dreams - Into X
Felt like creating something again.
