thejohnnygrr
New Member
Sitting in the dark, desolute outskirts of my almost forgotten mind. Trying to reconfigure the broken peices of my shattered emotions, while contimplating twelve reasons not to fill this clip...one reason for every month, one bullet for every breakup. A dozen lead roses encased in the steel bouque held tight within my hand. These invitations are ready to be sent with my dearest regards.
This is another peice of my morbid collection, you know the drill, read it down hit me up....
.:JohnnyGrr:.
This is another peice of my morbid collection, you know the drill, read it down hit me up....
.:JohnnyGrr:.
