SpaceKoyote

I'll be the first to tell you scissors don't need to be brought to a wrist to cut deep because cutting off your heart from you head, or yourself from your dreams, is also enough to make you bleed and there's ink spilled all over these pages, and at times it seems tears are cheaper than water from a spout: these lines need diluted, these blots are a dark, dark sea and maybe I'm not too good at swimming, even if it's just through a pool of ink but I've learned if you just keep paddling, you're much stronger than you think.