| winter is beautiful and makes me feel waaarm x] this may be because im wearing 5 jumpers but thats not the point! |


give them me. Give them me.give them me.
i love your hands, darting across your guitar like dark graceful spiders. your heart,


Getting Under YouMy heart seemed unreachable, strong To me at least I thought my armour would hold out, That my heart, once lost and broken, would be wise this time But then i met you Gently, carefully, you peeled away my protection, leaving my heart behind, healed and vunerable, like it hadnt been in years I didn't even notice, until it was too late Until i was so close to being completly and utterly in love with you, that it scared me It was only then that i started taking my 'crush' for you you siriously Only then did i realise how your laugh sounded, and how your eyes were gold in the sunlight OnGetting Under You


Getting Over Youyou see that self respect you have? all those thoughts and feelings that made you feel beautiful, unique, interesting , worth anyones time? Disgard them. Take every single one, and extract them from your mind, your brain, your soul, and throw them away. You see the gaping pit left over in that pathetic bland thing you call a personality? It needs to be filled. Fill it with hatred, if not for the one who broke your heart, then for your feelings for them. Even hatred for yourself will do. Now, deep within the poison you have poured into your soul in sickening treacle thick waves, bury your heart.Getting Over You
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I wonder how many gigabytes does a happie memory use~
-The Blind Lagbu-
Solo Dios Basta!
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all i do is paint reality in brighter colours, and cover the stains with sequins
whats the point of looking in a mirror
if you only see the person outside
¡suoods
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I wonder how many gigabytes does a happie memory use~
-The Blind Lagbu-
Solo Dios Basta!
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all i do is paint reality in brighter colours, and cover the stains with sequins
whats the point of looking in a mirror
if you only see the person outside
¡suoods
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My fantasy art: [link]
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What does the winter bring, if not yet another spring?
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all i do is paint reality in brighter colours, and cover the stains with sequins
whats the point of looking in a mirror
if you only see the person outside
¡suoods
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The only thing that doesn't exists is one that can't be imagined
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all i do is paint reality in brighter colours, and cover the stains with sequins
whats the point of looking in a mirror
if you only see the person outside
¡suoods
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all i do is paint reality in brighter colours, and cover the stains with sequins
whats the point of looking in a mirror
if you only see the person outside
¡suoods
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