by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Tue Dec 07, 2010 12:32 pm
Aessina examined him for a moment, the tattoo on his arm, his muscles. She was thin and lean, and not too pale, not so skinny that she seemed anorexic. She sighed softly, looking down, she hated how she looked, despite that everyone loved her. She watched the water as she walked deeper into it.


So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to