I say something to God, but he’s not a living thing, so I say it to the river, I say, I want to walk through this doorway but without all those ghosts on the edge, I want them to stay here. I want them to go on without me. I want them to burn in the water.


[icon]https://i.imgur.com/z6xu5hm.png[/icon][status]if I can't taste your lips[/status]