Everything is safely stored in the Archives
When you forgive, you in no way change the past—but you sure do change the future.
I guess I only knew one angle of your face..
I bared my throat and my wrists, then you come at me with this.
Trust is set on precedent—why should it be I who bleeds?
Life was taking way too long…who had breath to waste?
Everything is never quite enough.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map