What's happening now, has happened before. . and will happen again. . 

Nothing stays here. .

The sea claims everything. .

Them my shoes..

One mile, I dare you. 

Just one mile and then
 I'll listen to the last of your fucking sermons, I swear.

This Christmas

The Leaving

"But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air!"
~ C. JoyBell C. 

 She was diagnosed with life,

 Nine times. .

The nine times she 

Tried to commit suicide, 

you know. .

And when she finally decided

‘Heck!whatever. .’,

She was cured!

And there was

A blood-splattered sun

Right in the middle of a night road.

A souvenir.