“I don’t want to be here anymore, I know there’s nothing left worth staying for Your paradise is something I’ve endured. See, I don’t think I can fight this anymore, I’m listening with one foot out the door But something has to die to be reborn, And I don’t want to be here… anymore. The point where we break Gets closer every day But where do we go? But where do we go?”

Hidden Charms

The pictures that were floating in the background this month.