@vintagexpurple

I'm fourteen.
I write poems in my own blood (figuratively)
I paint portraits with my broken heart's pieces (figuratively)
And you quite literally take my breath away.
Be my paramour?

I really don’t mind if you post them, in reality, because I’m trying to be as honest as I can be without hiding behind characters or websites. =\ Sadly, I don’t have a myspace because my dad told me to take it down [don’t ask why], but we do need to find a better way of communication. Twitter?