maps don't give destinationsI stopped knowing how to respond to your twisted approach with pretty words when they made me listen with two ears, two lungs and a heart. It became habit to lose every sense except how to feel when I was near you. My fingers would form four legged spiders and reach across every expanse of your body. At times I would hold my hands up and you would hold yours. Without making skin converse with skin we still could feel every heartbeat, every breath, every future.maps don't give destinations
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My sister called us lovers in a dangerous time like that song we could never remember the name of. You said no, we're nothing like that. You said we're the
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"I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy."
[Charles Baudelaire]
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Remember, remember the fifth of November…
V for Vendetta
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HUGO Create Graphic Contest Round 10 // Theme: SimpliCity // For more info & to participate, surf to [link]
thank you very much !
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'!everybody knows that life can be wonderful!'
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xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
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Prints . Flickr . Stock
I promise, I won't bite unless you ask me to
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"Hard work may eventually pay off, but procrastination always pays off NOW."
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