I c hell inside ur face

i like fallen angels

laying in a quicksand

hurting, hurting, hardly working

I feel like that she could read my mind But sometimes i feel like I can’t read mine

monster’s basement she’s lock inside of space and I think she won’t escape and I think she’s gonna stay down ∞

the doors are frozen shut

you can break your bones in a winter

ending up in a cell, or hell

i don’t know the difference between real and make believe

don't swear to god, he never asked you

sylar

Insomnia

don't try to hurt me or you will know pain

Daylight in a bad dreams

lifeless

I don't owe nobody

homesick

i could hardly spend a minute in reality

you know nothin about the world