Fallen, fallen, fallen from grace
now for you
Little known fact: I sometimes wear glasses.
Favorite pants of all time
All contempt and aftertaste, it’s like I’m waiting for the scars to heal
You’re the truth, not I
Come on walk with me
Into the rising tide
New Tattoo = New Hand Porn
Power of Voodoo
Protege Moi
In the twilight hours of nervous rest
I bought the beast before believing the threats