my grandfather was a fire and brimstone preacher , but there are things that the homilies and hymns won’t teach ya . my mother was a genius , my father commanded respect . when they died , they left no instructions , JUST A LEGACY TO PROTECT . death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints , and it takes , and it takes , and it takes , and we keep living anyway . we rise and we fall and we break and we make our mistakes , and if there’s a reason why i’m still alive when everyone who loves me has died , I’M WILLING TO WAIT FOR IT . / unaffiliated , highly selective . taken care of by sam . PERSONALS DO NOT REBLOG .














