serious floyd

[black_stars]

Am I being too cryptic? Am I being too obscure? Love kills, romance is dead. And I don't even trust myself. But I love you. And you can pull my wings apart. And pin me down under glass. Until the end of days if it can help you. Discover that we share the same pain. I just hope you write your thesis, Before your subject is dead. No life after death
(-atreyu-)