вєℓℓє

2012, i'm still in so much pain
when will it end?

flesh upon the weighted keys,
i drove them into melodies
that would belong to my senses,
and it would be synonymous
to the pleasures and pains
of human relationship
a way of coping,
communication,
and becoming


18
nyc

i think i'm done with this world.
i hope your life sucks.