YasmineB

You think you know death. But you don’t. Not until you’ve seen it. Really seen it. It gets under your skin and lives inside you. You also think you know life. You stand on the edge of things and watch it go by, but you’re not living it. Not really. Just a tourist. A ghost. And you see it. Really see it. It gets under your skin and lives inside you. There’s no escape, there’s nothing to be done and you know what? It’s good, it’s a good thing. And that’s all i have to say about it