| Another one on canvas...I'm starting to like working like that |


aftermathYou know today you really went to far, oraftermath
well, no, you didn't go far enough at all since there are still some centimeters of dusty air left between our bodies despite the four other people here - and way too much cloth as well and I'd like to show you how to get rid of them really fast and I know you want to But how could you even stand
that close to me when it wasn't on purpose, or was it and I just decided not to notice because secretly I was scared that you would hear my body screaming out to you to touch the skin of my forearm
to get rid of the ants pl


dust and crumbled flowersI listen to what you say and yet your words can't seem to make any sense as they coil around me like your gentle fingers slowly stopping the flow of oxygendust and crumbled flowers
towars my brain
I try to understand what you are trying to tell me, but
still I can't seem to make my way through the twisted paths your thoughts take through dust and crumled flowers
I listen to what you say and yet your words can't seem to find their way as they try to crawl into my scared ears and mind just to cut off the flow of my scramled thoug


through the starsThe Sun rises at midnight and you stare in wonder Which was the last dream you had and - was is a broken one?through the stars
Shooting stars rain down from a sky painted red by two Moons setting at dusk Do you wish to relive your most painful memory?
You see - you'll start to pity them when you start to look at things the other way round And I know it sounds crazy, but watching Orion at 12 a.m. is amazingly beautiful
So who really cares if those are the last minutes before the last day of our lives? If I can watch this with you &nb


enharmonischnimm meine hand und forme den sand mit ihr halte sie fest und vergesse den rest von hier bis die blutung stoppt wo ist der weg was ist ein ziel und danach geht es weiterenharmonisch
gib deinen schmerz meinem herz und falle leg dich zusammen mit flammen ans ufer denk nicht an andere WIR sind ALLE an der ewigen gabelung erklär mir die mitte und danach geht es weiter
unser alphabet hat 4 definiert ein revier null türfenster eins bett äh öh üh ess-zett und wenn schon alleine nicht so ist es stets der schlaf der bi
by £deviantWEAR
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if you were one of the people who cried when L died paste this into ur sig.
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Please grant me my small wish
And love me to the marrow of my bones
(Dir en grey- The fatal believer)
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Abracadabra
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Please grant me my small wish
And love me to the marrow of my bones
(Dir en grey- The fatal believer)
Ooo..You're so pretty.
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Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do. -Voltaire
and...uhm...thank you ^^°
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Please grant me my small wish
And love me to the marrow of my bones
(Dir en grey- The fatal believer)
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Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do. -Voltaire
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Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do. -Voltaire
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dulce est desipere in loco.
You never know what dwells in the Shadows.
Life is Darker then you Think
the only consistent thing in my life are the inconsistencies.
loyalty,pride,honor
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Please grant me my small wish
And love me to the marrow of my bones
(Dir en grey- The fatal believer)
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