that's what it was like waking up in the crypts. no-longer-dead. but without her.

like burning alive.

“Black is too morbid; red will set them on edge; pink is too juvenile; orange is…”

“That was the first time my world exploded.The second time my world exploded, it…”

“We have chosen a different road. And in the end that is the point of escaping t…”

“I wish I could close my eyes and be blown into dust and nothingness, feel all m…”