I used to marvel at the lies you would tell;
Somehow nurturing and vulgar at the same time.
It blinded me to the fact that they were all that you had.
It's not about survival.
They became a sort of language for you;
the language of broken people
vapidly searching for an audience.
LIARS ALWAYS LEAVE.
what good is an audience when you have nothing to say/
Model - LOA aka Jessica Burnett
Hair - Brittany Wallace
Story - Aaron Sinclair