

Something About MeThis confidence, Good riddance fed with littles infatuations of imagination, And I wonder, what frames may be misplaced with what is righteous and injustice, I feel no sympathy between the two, The intoxication means that I am neither and both.Something About Me
But you gotta spend some time with me, Realize that I am either, that I am the epitome of ending Beauty, is a place to be unreached. And reality is a destination to be escaped. What life is this? A mask, fake facade, that I feel yet woe that is dismayed, I am beyond that, in stars and songs, Projected in hearts and wrongs, &


AppreciateThe world is waking Birds, leap from their treesAppreciate
Falling through distant winds To ride their life
On wings.
Little boys and girls Giggle fit themselves
In buses that hover over The streets, Gleaming with aspiration Sliding over the ugly earth.
They chase themselves Into recess fields Swinging on ignorance Learning about knowledge Growing into pain.
Seeking no form or flutter Grand parents pull down Their reading glasses Enough to glance up At what used to be.
What may never be. &nbs
by =TrixyPixie
New photography.
New shit in general.
Post it.
Post it.
Post it, damn you.
I will post post post just for you!! LOL
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"Sic vis pacem, para bellum-Latin (If you want peace, prepare for war)
Time slips through my fingers like grains of sand. - Gaia
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"Sic vis pacem, para bellum-Latin (If you want peace, prepare for war)
Time slips through my fingers like grains of sand. - Gaia
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Let me tell you a secret... The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be more lovely than you are now. We will never be here again.
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"Sic vis pacem, para bellum-Latin (If you want peace, prepare for war)
Time slips through my fingers like grains of sand. - Gaia
all the best to you!
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Model Mayhem [link]
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"Sic vis pacem, para bellum-Latin (If you want peace, prepare for war)
Time slips through my fingers like grains of sand. - Gaia
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