Flawless Victory.
Reblogged from In fine feather
relapse to recovery
I am a man, but that's not all I am. There is more here than the smiles in old photographs; the memories trapped under glass. When times are good or bad the moments came and passed so fast. So here I am, just a tired, broken man, and I hope, I hope that someone, somewhere understands.I try to do the best I can, but nothing ever, ever goes according to it's plan.
