Set in stone.

This is all we are, fucking vultures.




'Vultures seldom attack healthy animals, but may kill the wounded or sick. When a carcass has too thick a hide for its beak to open, it waits for a larger scavenger to eat first.'

Put in perspective I am nothing, we are nothing.

I really need a Debit card.

And I refuse to sit back and wait, for my time here to fade away. My voice is fulled with a fire
That no one,  no one will ever put out. No one, no one, no fucking one. So I won't stop screaming how I feel.  Fuck this world, and I won't stop screaming.  And I won't...

She's infatuated by him. He's rather smitten with her. Their fascination with each other just seems to grow. Their eagerness to spend every waking second together overwhelms them. His affect on her is a permanent smile. Her affect on him she hopes is everlasting.
Their ability to be their honest selves with each other surprises them both. Their times spend just being in each others presence makes them happier than you could imagine. Her willingness to let herself fall for him, is in the hope he will be there to catch her. His willingness to trust her, is in the hope she will not break it.
Their lives being so different, never hinders their ever growing
relationship. Their words at time leave each other baffled.
His affection towards her she cherishes. Her affection towards him she hopes is enough.
The feeling they give each other is indescribable. The way they treat
each other with care is blissful. Their way with each other captivates your heart. He is hers. She is his. The rest of their story is unwritten.

I look up to this man.
www.beefyness.com

God i wish i was a child again.