allonewildchild:
Burn your filth
allonewildchild:
lay on the tracks and wait
allonewildchild:
Sit with me
allonewildchild:
anyone can enter but none will stay
allonewildchild:
there is death in this ground
allonewildchild:
Bulldog
allonewildchild:
every shovel full of dirt reminds me of you
allonewildchild:
All he ever wanted was peace..., a joke then
allonewildchild:
life ends with death
allonewildchild:
splintered
allonewildchild:
ipod 098
allonewildchild:
Never will be good enouph
allonewildchild:
Trippy Blues
allonewildchild:
Trippy Acid Red Rose
allonewildchild:
Acid Tripping Rose blue
allonewildchild:
These boots are a part of me, the tell my story
allonewildchild:
It ain't the boots that make the man, the man makes the boots his.
allonewildchild:
My boots have earned their scars
allonewildchild:
These boots tell a diffrent story
allonewildchild:
My Boots
allonewildchild:
well worn
allonewildchild:
drying out for another day of work