They say she’s in the Class A Team,
Stuck in her daydream.
Been this way since 18,
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting,
Crumbling like pastries.
They scream the worst things in life come free to us,
‘Cause we’re just under the upper hand,
Go mad for a couple grams.
She don’t wanna go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man.
It’s too cold outside
For angels to fly.
Angel will die, covered in white
Closed eye, hoping for a better life.
This time we’ll fade out tonight,
Straight down the line.
(Source: readallthebookstwice)
80 plays
all you can do is learn from your mistakes and hope you will never regret anything as much as you do now.
(Source: thoughtsileftunsaid)
“Why is it always the innocents who suffer most, when you high lords play your game of thrones?”
