Hour of Sunshine

I drink coffee like water and I still never know what to say. I still don't know how to get out of bed half the time. It's not pretty, or endearing. I am still looking to be saved, sometimes I am so weak, sometimes I am so strong, here you go, I'll give you everything for one more chance. My heart is ugly but it could be all yours. i own no rights to any of these pictures. darling(s) visiting