|—||Unknown (via mermaiderotica)|
|—||Socrates (via fairestregal)|
love… they say love will save you.
I once, too, thought that all you need is love.
A turn of events have left me emotionless to a subject that was suppose to triumph all.
sitting in my darkened room I think back at selected scenes and reply them over and over again until the torched self only exists once I open my eyes.
The violin knows of what sorrow I speak of. It isn’t a a wolf, it isn’t a form. It isn’t anything you can perceptive at all.
water reminds me of happier days. The leaves that fall are there to help grasp the reality of gravity. A world flipped upside down.
I’m speechless. I sit here while time waves goodbye. I sit here as light leaves the eyes.
a figure in my mind thats faceless and only a blur asks “Fold clothes?”
-sure I’ll fold clothes
machinery at its best.
oh…. wow… look flamingos. How odd. that was fast…the day went from rain to dancing mimes in balarina suits to… well…flamingos.