I was a constellation, you held me so tight in the orbits of your body. O' Father, I miss you terribly; too much that I've become a fallen star.. && although I inhaled your words and exhaled stardust, I cannot get this bitter taste from my tongue.
Anonymous whispered:
"Your father's dead, deal with it."
"Your father's dead, deal with it."
“Thank you for reminding me it’s almost as if you
enjoy being an asshole. Am I right? Too bad I don’t
care about your stupid words.”