Black

it's the colour of the truth... it's the colour you can not cover it's that one thing we manage to blunder. its the mindset of a million teenagers is the fear of a billion parents. it's the first thing you think of when someone dies, it's a colour that only the young buy. it's today and tomorrow it's the future and past, black my dear friend is a colour that always will last. black never goes out of style, you'll be stuck with it for quite some while. once you go black it's quite hard to come back whats reality anyways vibrant and desolate most of the days, black you can count on black is there. you can hide yourself wrapped up in the dark you can tear yourself out and not be a part. you can be different and never will fade cause remember my dears the colour of dried blood on your razor blades. no wonder parents fear and they sigh asking their god why, just why. but black is normal and perfectly healthy c'mon my dears it's the colour of the french and itialian wealthy, but also the artists gansters and theives but when you're wearing black nobody can see you heart pinned to your sleeve. you are safe in a world hidden to those who are outside the drape who don't understand the black concept... we're safe from the lies being black is being real. being black.. is something you feel. becuase my darling when you wear black you still are the truth you hide the lies to our demise... when you have no colour your soul is the colour, the motion and glam sparkle in your eyes. Yes... dressing in all black is a thing for the wise. xoxo Kyelle