Your Hand in Mine

[chou_ni_naritai]

"Your heart felt good it was drippin' pitch and made of wood
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me"

There are so many things to be confused about at the moment...

And there's nothing I can impact.

Totally insignificant, but I think I did worse this time around.

And all my teeth are chipping out. Every time I look in the mirror, there are fewer and fewer.