My name is Trent.
Join me as I plummet deeper and deeper into the darkest depths of hell.
I have love to give and no one to give it to.
Fill my void with your bittersweet and cry the tears of the morning.
I only want to be left alone, but I would like it if you were here with
P.S. Also if I know you, you probably should not follow me, you will probably develop an unnecesary amount of worry about my well-being. I'm fine.
P.P.S. I hope your day is better than mine was today (:
of course you don’t fight fire with fire, but you do fight it by suffocating it, drowning it, or stomping it out. you dont stop fire by just standing there and asking it nicely “please dont burn my neighborhood down”