Kiss me.

I really love to be kissed. So kiss me. 

But don't. 

Broken.

I don't want you to fixed me. I want to be broken and loved in my brokenness. Because honestly I'm more broken then I'll ever be able to fix. 

This is my world.

I don't know that anyone even reads my messy rambling a on this site that I call a blog. But please know that this is my world. This is where I let you see the whispers of my thoughts and the happening from inside my head. They might not even make sense, but it's because I don't care, if someone does read this I'd actually be surprised. But you are more than welcome to do so. You must know that I am a very happy person, and I usually only decide to write when I have something on my mind, which usually only happens when something's upsetting me. Don't worry my little reader I'm perfectly alright. 

Lost to Insanity.

If there was anyone I knew who would get lost in the endless black of insanity it would be me.