You can’t pray for both sides whilst arming one
Author Archives: nails
You can be my full time daddy. White and gold.
Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?
Is your heart filled with pain? Shall I come back again?
Well they said you was high classed; well that was just a lie
I love melancholy
Self-imploding
chief chuffers
and it all stops
Here’s to the love falling out of lives
My life is a hashtag 