(Source: explodingdragons, via agoodconception)
My spirit feels cold; it sends chills down my spine
Some state I’m insane, I say demented is fine
These pitiless feelings, all wound up with dread
You may like to be nourished; I prefer danger instead
Isn’t this nice? My own veniality is revealed
This is my actuality. This is my vitality concealed
(Source: thisfoldedmind, via agoodconception)
—by a la me
(Source: creepyraccoons)
(via ohhsoyummy)
A little bit of myself.
