Painting Flowers...
Hi I'm Nick.

"Stay. Don't Leave. The stars can't wait for your ascent."

I'm half of a dollar bill. A kid with a weak hands but strong shoulders and a foolish dream. My team lives the dream. I've been in love and it's warmer than sun. It's cold as hell sometimes too. I've never feared dying because I don't believe it's anything I'll ever have to go through. If God ever called in sick I still think we'd be ok. It's us versus all the others a lot. Down here we're all vampyr kids and everything's at stake.

I’m just so tired. 

It’s so easy to get lost in helping someone find themselves. 

If you read this you should know that so far, even at 23 years old, I’ve still never gotten used to realizing that things aren’t ever gonna be the way they were. 

Happiness is a hyper-active kid on Halloween, and it just gets so goddamned hard realizing that the mask he had on yesterday isn’t the one he’s gonna wear tomorrow. 

But I liked that mask.
I loved that mask.


I’ll never even be able to look at pictures of me and that hyper-active kid in his old mask. The party isn’t over and he’s still here, but in this crowded room it’s gonna be fucking impossible to find him with his new mask on.

Fucking impossible.