love isn't a victory march, its a cold and broken hallelujah.

Maria Lynn;
--Twisted Hearts lie; in the faded words that we speak.--
 

 

 

have you ever thought about what protects our hearts? Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts. So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess, and to stop the muscle that makes us confess. and we are so fragile, and our cracking bones make noise, and we are just; breakable girls and boys.