| Anjeli na nebi spievajú a duše v predpeklí plesajú. |
why hearts kill us when theyi wish you would justwhy hearts kill us when they
see what is in front of you
and love it better
than you love me; the
love muses would smile
again and
your heart would
sing beautifully
of praises
unknown to the world,
the world, which so desperately
needs more people like
you. you are at the
end of your rope but please tie
another knot and
break your fingers to
hold on, your heart is too full
in its pressed pages
to stop beating so
early; the birds aren't even
in bed just yet, please,
| 15 years old aspiring artist, dreamer. Girlfriend of a sun and rainy rooftops. Can draw, paint, can write (good in prose, but in love with poetry). Art is a water. |
taste of inspiration
Optimism
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we can say goodnight and stay together
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I thought you said f o r e v e r over and over.
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find me naked in the rain, throw off your clothes and wait with me for the sun.
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find me naked in the rain, throw off your clothes and wait with me for the sun.
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"...each has his tastes but as for i / i likes a certain party..."
[link]
Daily Literature Deviations - showcasing dA's best literary talents
[link]
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"...each has his tastes but as for i / i likes a certain party..."
[link]
Daily Literature Deviations - showcasing dA's best literary talents
[link]
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find me naked in the rain, throw off your clothes and wait with me for the sun.
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( it'sgonnabealright )
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I'm not here... this isn't happening...
last.fm [link]
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