Behind your brain, stuffed in the corner of subconscious… is a box, caked in dust and grime. Opening the closet door, you slowly approach the box. Under every step, the faint stench of ash and cinder grows stronger, the bellowing crash grows louder, the curdling shrieks grows ever more chilling.

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Kids count sheep. Kids drool all over themselves. Kids are naïve. Kids don’t know right from wrong. Kids don’t listen to rules. Kids go out at night. Kids get lost. Kids get scared. Kids hear a whisper. Kids turn around. Kids see me.

Kids are put to bed…

Kids never learn…

My Brain Hates It.

My Body Loves It.

Ok, I hate giving recommendation, but holy shit I have to show this to you guys. I found this EP by an artist named Fox Stevenson. Its called "All This Time"

Its so... just listen for yourself.

(Out of the four songs, Crystal is by far my favorite ^^)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL1HChj_66u30qVmpr811kTfuOefjifACi

http://lets-ask-rumble.tumblr.com/post/83548961154/it-turns-out-she-did-wow

Did I mention this is best ship?

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I am told I look good in a smile, yet my lips feel cold. I never enjoyed smiling, even though it stood as the vital point of my already pale complexion.

But I never grin, only present a fake myriad of teeth. My mother nudged me to look happy, but I just couldn’t.

Then I saw you, and all felt to break away; the stone, the coldness that once encased my face. It was gone.

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I just want to talk, say hello, make myself known. Is the simple reward of attention too much to ask for? A little talk? A little smile? A little hug? A little kiss?

A little love?

I guess so…

I really miss that feeling. That feeling of a soft head nestled atop my shoulder, my fingers intertwined in another’s. I just want to know the blanketing sense of warmth again, like a coat of silky heat that embodies us all, shieling us, protecting us, nurturing us.

I really miss that feeling.

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