~ Time does everything. It heals, bleeds, loves, hates. Time is everything. It can't truly be measured for it depends on where you're sitting as to how fast or slow it goes. It doesn't care if you want another hour with someone or not another second. It just...
Is it wrong? Are you disgusted or uncertain?
You don't even know what I'm addicted too,
But still, I am an addict.
It keeps me alive, distracts me from the emptying canvas on my arm as I at least try to recover.
I had to clean out my draw today.