I'm at that scary place where its late at night and my eyes are aching because they have been open for so long and I feel like the last person on earth. How would that feel, to be the sole survivor of a race that used to control the earth? I think I know. It feels like nothing. And I love that.
♥•*¨*• and on empty dates, empty nights, my umbrella helps me fly and takes me high ...near You.