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.

Can’t sleep because I’m afraid of what I’d dream about. But I’m afraid of my dreams because of what I’ve been awake for.

Seriously never felt this awful in my life. I legit feel like an accomplice to murder. And what’s worse is I tried to vent how there’s a black hole inside me sucking all the light from the stars I worked so hard to create to @sirjonathanwhm and he decided to fall asleep while I was talking. Is everything about me? no. but it’d be nice if I had someone to talk to about this that could offer SOMETHING constructive.

This is the same ol’ “i’m deep in anguish” blog everyone else my age has ever done. But I promise you mine is a bit deeper than the norm.

For once something that feels like “life or death” is just that: life or death. 

And it’s leaning more towards the latter. 

This is the kind of shit they don’t teach you in school.

I’m sorry.