It aint easy growin up in your own war, words fired like bullets, names dropped like bombs, you're surrounded by land mines, and you dont even know why. They say its just a game, that words dont hurt, that kids… — Azariah (me Copy Share Image
It aint easy growin up in your own war, words fired like bullets, names dropped like bombs, you're surrounded by land mines, and you… — Azariah (me Copy Share Image
I have a friend named Nick. He say's that were the moon an everyone else if the stars. OUr relationship is complicated. We love… — Azariah (me Copy Share Image
Love is cold. Breath is faint. Lips are frozen. Hands shake. Scars remain. — Azariah (me Copy Share Image
