Every word feels empty and I know that I’m to blame.
Tired of you porn bots following me.
Lifestyle sick, I’ll probably do this til I’m dead tho
Wonder if this rock star life will take a toll on me like I’m asking to die.
All I want to do is take your hand and disappear.
Bury me out on the road.
rocknrolla
Every single day, I want to blame myself.
I hope all of my old tumblr friends are doing great.
It’s been a while.