they all call me angel were i live even though im the coldest out of them all.

Sin is a way humans describe evil things and evil is a way that god told us we are not perfect well I say f**k him my perfection is for me to decide and my sin is my salvation not my damnation, and my damnation is a true freedom from all to those who are week and lay in waist. Nightmares are true for those who make them real and I love the reality of my nightmare. I want to find someone who can understand me and my words.

but go ahad write me, comment my shit rank my poems just remember...

do unto me good and good will fallow do unto me evil and evil will end you...