My Life and It's Random Happenings.

I’ll hold you, you hold me; but let’s break our own hearts, that way we’ll both be guilty in the end. Then everyone will see, that none of it ever really mattered. Strangers will see us walk by, hand-in-hand, heart-with-heart, but out bodies completely torn apart. Your mind and soul are my addiction, all I need to survive. But those drugs are all you’ll ever need. If only we were truely alive…