somebrokenbells
i could never manage a manager. go; don't stop; go don't stop now. everything i ever wanted wrapped up in a package, delivered to me by the manager of ups. i'm forever grateful, sir, and thanks for you troubles.
i had a dream that seemed so real and new and it was breathing like the coals i never lit. it had such life and air that i knew i'd never need oxygen again; not for a man, not for a woman, not for my heart or soul. tasting things we love to hear and seeing what we ought to touch. im reaching your level.