by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Mon Dec 27, 2010 12:28 pm
Synyster released her hand, and gently wrapped his arm around her shoulders, drawing her close to himself, "It's not going to happen," he murmured.


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