January 2010
My bones ache for your touch.
X It will never be enough.
Sometimes I think about everything and
I
Am
So
Sorry.
– This Is What I Did by Ann Dee Ellis
I’m lying in my bed the blanket is warm this body will never be safe from harm still feel your hair black ribbons of coal touch my skin to keep me whole
You don’t meet a lot of people that you really like. I don’t anyway.
– Nick Cave X X X