The thoughts of the lonelyRest your soul upon my heart, and hear the thoughts of the lonely.The thoughts of the lonely
Can't you, my darling?Darling, can't you feel my eyes upon you, leaving burning traces as they search your face? Can't you see how I always turn towards you, as if to make you take notice of me? Can't you hear me sighing in disappointment, everytime you turn away without looking at me? Can't you, my darling, feel my heart reaching out for yours and can't you see how much it hurts, everytime you don't see me?Can't you, my darling?
SnowA blanket of snow is covering everything, the world has gone mute Like feathers they fall from the sky, little pieces of ice-cold They twirl and dance in the wind, and fall softly on my face. A blanket of snow is covering everything, the world has gone numb An easy calmness spreads in your heart, as you understand the beauty of winter A blanket of snow was covering everything, and the snow fell upon all the living and the dead.Snow
The story of my lifeHoarse throats screaming until they can scream no more But everything is silent Feet pounding the floor as they chase after you But everything is still Eyes scanning the crowd for you, secretly hoping But they never catch yours Arms reaching out for you, longing for your touch But you never come close Hearts speeding up at the sight of you, yearning for your love But you don't yearn for meThe story of my life
| I know one of my 'Favourites' is a picture of a naked woman... This does not mean I am a perv!! I just think that this woman has got the most beautiful body ever! I mean, she just looks so damn graceful and perfect! I'm really not a perv, and I don't usually look at pictures of naked women, I just saw this one and I had to look at it. |
| A picture says more than a thousand words... A pity I don't have a picture then! And really, I think that everyone sucks at describing themselves. If you want to know who I am you should ask my friends ('cause I'm too lazy to tell you myself!) ^^ |
The art of giving up
Tired
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Write on me...
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"How fair are the bright eyes in the grass! Evermind they are called, simbelmynë in this land of Men, for they blossom in all the seasons of the year, and grow where dead men rest." -Gandalf, The Two Towers
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"How fair are the bright eyes in the grass! Evermind they are called, simbelmynë in this land of Men, for they blossom in all the seasons of the year, and grow where dead men rest." -Gandalf, The Two Towers
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Writers Block is my Arch Nemesis. It is Evil, and must be Destroyed.
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"How fair are the bright eyes in the grass! Evermind they are called, simbelmynë in this land of Men, for they blossom in all the seasons of the year, and grow where dead men rest." -Gandalf, The Two Towers
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"To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner." - Lestat
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Roo
Reciprocity mades the world go around.
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"How fair are the bright eyes in the grass! Evermind they are called, simbelmynë in this land of Men, for they blossom in all the seasons of the year, and grow where dead men rest." -Gandalf, The Two Towers
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