| I love this photo purely because it reminds me so much of my farm. How I miss it so. |


CrumblingA high wall and an iron gate protected the house. Ivy snagged her way up the mottled stone and reached her long, twisted fingers into any orifice she could reach, her dark green dress whispering through the air and casting a long shadow upon the dirt at her feet. The snake that wound away from the gate had long since decomposed. The pebbles were slowly being lost amongst the grass that constituted the feet of Nature. Tortured branches threatened the eyes of any that ventured within their reach. Low-hanging clouds moistened the grey, apocalyptic sky. No birdsong graced the air with its humble and uplifting melody. Instead, a wind that raised bCrumbling


Belonging RambleMore than one is needed in order to belong. To belong, there must be more than one, for a group cannot be made up of one, but once containing more it must exist as one; a single entity made up of many. A part of a greater being.Belonging Ramble
One cannot belong as one. One cannot belong alone. Truly alone. For even when alone, one belongs to the ranks of the lonely and cannot truly be said to be alone. To be alone, truly alone, there must be no other.
When the world finally combusts and all (living or non) contained within its mothering grasp are - within a timeframe so small and incomprehensible that man says it must not exist -


HatsIf the sky is blue and sad is blue, does that make a sunny day sad? That's what I asked my mummy today and she said that colours can mean lots of different things. I can have a blue hat that is not the sky or sad on my head and a yellow top that is not the sun but could be happy on my body and green pants that look like the grass but are not the grass on my legs and shiny new red shoes on my feet that are not angry or a fire-engine and a rainbow ice cream in my mouth that is everything all at once.Hats
My mummy knows lots of things. She told me how her and daddy love each other very much and that's how I got here. I watched Dumbo&nb


ChiekoLights flicker past as the night comes to life outside this small metal cocoon. Lights coming so fast that I fear they are going to smash on the car and fall in a million pieces at my feet and I will have been the cause of their destruction. Little shards of light lying broken at my feet, sharp-edged and glinting softly to remind me of the damage I caused. Or else they come flying at me and keep going, through the windscreen until they come into contact with my face and you could see it glowing in peace momentarily before it gets smashed like the window where her head cracked it as she fell.Chieko
Tall glowing buildings rush towards m
I hope you like my upcoming cosplays! <3 Roxas
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Devils never Cry
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When the light fades, the darkness is lonely
Thanks <3 Roxas
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Devils never Cry
WATCHING YOU IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE...
<3
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Devils never Cry
<3
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*boing* ~
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When the light fades, the darkness is lonely
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When the light fades, the darkness is lonely
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