lostcuaz

Papers , folded and torn. Paper cuts of light pink cut skin with little tears of blood. So much reading, in return for so little amount of notes. But what waits for me outside the study, a cute women in a little black dress sipping a glass of wine. This limbo is where I spend my time.

been busy with school and work still, I still poke around visit those who matter and you know who you are.
Living for today because tomorrow may never come.

-Lostcuaz