Tear the petals off of you, Make you tell the truth..

Sometimes words are not enough, I don't have the words. I don't want the words. But I'll give you something that I listen to right now, that calms me, sooths me, laying me down. From one my big huge fans from my teens, Hole.



(Just listen to the music)

They will make you so
So cynical
The fire burns, the flesh destorys
the past that made us old

She's the grace of this world
She's too pure
For the likes of this world
This world is a whore

Xx/
Anna