clic lit. candles, decorating the sky, paths of sorrow bloodied by incandescent virtue askew. Fires, levity, no gravity, a genuine never quenched thirst for eternally casting the first stone skipping through sordid cadence. Felines are gatewatchers to nights secret treasures encapsulating divine pleasures regardless of whether(weather) i love italian, sushi, waterfalls, skydiving, and staying awake all night long. Music is a bomb awaiting apocalypse inflicted onto the soul. i hate Mcdonalds, starbucks and the MALL.