My mind runs. I can never catch it even if I got a head start

My heart thump not from being nervous





Sometimes I'm thinking God made me special here on purpose





So all the while 'til I'm gone make my words important so




If I slip away, if I die today the last thing you remember won't
Be about some apple bottom jeans with the boots with the fur




Baby how I dream of being free since my birth




Cursed but the demons I confronted would disperse



Have you ever heard of some shit so real
Beyond from the heart, from the soul you can feel?


Lyrics: Kid Cudi (The Prayer)

Photos: flickr, weheartit, thedrifterandthegypsy, and fuckyeahskinnybitch.tumblr.com/http://bonesandstyle.tumblr.com/

Notes: (RIP) Daul Kim. No one will ever forget you.