September
October 2009
Act V: "Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return. To become the dew that quenches the land To spare the seas, the skies I offer thee this silent sacrifice."
When future looked like vanity, i looked up at the stars. I told myself i could never reach them, but my heart told me go for it. I grabbed the brightest of them all and i said to myself it would fall
Till alla: Jag tror alla vet vad jag ska bli vid det här la
Skriva? Palla xD varför ska jag vara i krig med mig själv? Jag fattar ingenting om mig längre! Jag vet... känner en annan sak, ser en annan och sak allt jobbar emot det jag vet. Jag har
Sunday is gloomy, My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coaches Sorrow has taken you Angels have no tho
Den här bilden blev borttagen pga att jag lagt upp en "elak text", därför kommer jag nöja mig med en låttext... Puddle of mud - She hates me Met a girl, thought she was grand Fell i
Whatever. Shut up.
Madde<3
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