you may find me at my very undecorated new residence of: [link]
so if any of my deviantart buddies have it, let's be friends! i have very few. moo.
| i wish my pictures told stories and my stories created pictures. my dreams are nightmarish places of irrational fears and they feel so true that i think much of my sleep-thoughts have existed at one time or another. my desert island would be a library. he could surf and i could read and write all day, and this world would be bliss. |
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Minds are like parachutes; they work best when they're open.
clubs I'm in: [link]
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when one candle is used to light another, the new flame is not the same as the old flame, and yet the first flame directly causes the second.
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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.thank you
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eh.
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бог мертв
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we're just imposters,
posing as stars as we fall
from the sky,
*ohsostarryeyed
trying to work out why music gets melodies but hearts only get beats
*rachel-rhapsody
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Minds are like parachutes; they work best when they're open.
clubs I'm in: [link]
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Minds are like parachutes; they work best when they're open.
clubs I'm in: [link]
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