I am beyond asking / the helping hand not there / I am beyond telling / no ear would hear my prayer / I am beyond saving / a ghost without a face / I am without a doubt / my worst enemy; I proclaim
There’s a red light blinking on the top of the stairs. Each and every day I pass it; looking away. Messages left in hope of redemption, forgiveness or hatred; their secret remain. There’s a red light blinking on the top of the stairs. The years go by and I am yet to press play.
Tumblr is indeed clever. Many moons ago it shared this truth with me ๐
I bet tumblr meant me!
Yes, well there are always bugs in software and as Tumblr is software (mainly) and maybe! Not! Adept? In distinguishing identities in macro cosmic terms ESPECIALLY being from outside the UuuuNeeeVeeeerSee so some slack Could be warranted? Or! Tumblr just needs to be tought about Jaysome!