I am done with my graceless heart So tonight I’m gonna cut it out and then restart Cause I like to keep my issues drawn It’s always darkest before the dawn And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back So shake him off And given half the chance would I take any of it back It’s a final mess but it’s left me so undone It’s always darkest before the dawn And...
I started reading Just Kids, and just the forward got me to watch this.
Currently searching for the inspiration. Something that sparks that part of me that holds my magic. I’m in a metaphorical writers block. I could probably write all day if I so desired, but in life it’s stagnation. To be stuck in the mundane routines we fear so much. I will keep looking towards those that I admirer so much. And spend my days gazing at their beauty.