ill be posting stuff there from now on, if you want to add me :]


short. sweet.He picks at the bandages I’ve wrapped around my wounded heart I stick them back down He picks them apartshort. sweet.
He carefully tears There is great pain in the peeling Leaves me naked and cold Only now I am healing


for fear.Stay low for fear of falling Stay home for fear of getting lost Too warm for fear of freezing Too dry for fear of drowningfor fear.
And so I stay- A prisoner in my own sadness Too afraid to step out I hide inside my bitter soul Seek shelter in my pain All the while watching My happiness pass me by
Gain little for fear of losing Never touch for fear of connection
For fear- Deprive myself of my love. For fear- Deny myself true happiness. For fear- Tear my own world apart. Push my own love away. Pretend not to notic


edge.standing on the edge of doubt, but with so much certainty.edge.
standing on the edge of fear, but with senseless courage.
knowing this could be my downfall or my triumph
knowing this could be my ruiner or my savior
already so vulnerable weakened by the walk already so frail broken by the past
but you've given me strength forced me to believe
just stay by my side just hold my hand and if we fall- we fall together and if i break- i know you'll pick up the pieces and if i'm scare
pink.
It's good to see quality deviants finally expressing themselves again
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ich liebe dich
i had a long spell where i didnt write at all... and i noticed for a while you werent posting many photos...
i'm glad that we're both back at it
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"...And I die to win, 'cause I was born to lose."
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*Ich bin ein Engel*
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Eagles may soar, but weasels never get sucked into jet-engines.
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~My Heart Begs Me To Open Up My Heart Again~
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*~Rachel~*
Comment, to get comments.
Share your kindness, not your hate.
Love the art, before yourself.
I'm sorry? (I'm assuming I did something that warrents an apology)
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"And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime."
"If you can hear this whispering you are dying."
"I never said I was frightened of dying."
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