shane.
portland, oregon.
july 2011.
We could have made a fairy tale, you and I. But stone by stone, and brick by brick, I tore apart the very castle I had built with my own fingers. All that remains is the rubble on that bare land, and I am hopelessly drifting, in a desperate attempt to rebuild the kingdom I once had. I fear, though, that all may be lost, for better or for worse. I was once a king, but now I am simply a slave to my regrets.
