look at the sky the gray sky,scientists say it’s smoke
I say that’s a mixture of smoke and broken souls,the sky is full of those little moments in which people die inside a little bit.
As the day passes by it gets darker and darker and when the sky is dark like ink,there’s something that keeps life going… stars, the souls of the people we love who are not dying anymore because they’re already dead,painless,shining,they’re the only thing that keeps my hope in humanity because they’re heroes or they were.
they once made the world a better place… now they’re gone.
hey lovely, thankyou for what you posted on my note, it meant alot, and your right! bitchez are crazy! ¬.¬ and haha! if im quotable, sure, go ahead ;D credit would be nice mind you (a) haha, much love ♥♥