Stalemate eyed. I know you think of me as your ocean liner. Just because the Titanic sank doesn’t mean that it doesn’t still exist. I promise to resurface soon.Blood loss from the head rush... meanwhile time has taken it's toll, and I'm all out of change. On the road again. Reconnecting with the places and faces that got me running in the first place. They've got sunshine in syringes. But I'm a vampire.
The stop signs on memory lane are covered in snow. Skull and cross bones the next time that we cross bones.
