

Winding HillMy wish is for every child to wake up one day to violins I want to watch and discover how each story begins some dance, some trudge, all do what they will in the end, we all journey the winding hill some days I feel like an alien my spacecraft is what I choose to hide behind life is over-stimulating, an asteroid belt whether I crash or not, there is no possible rewind amidst the 'what-ifs' and 'I cant get her back' I wonder if life makes the meaning I lack and I can ponder whether love makes it all worthwhile and see it as the way to be, or just the current style &Winding Hill


NoneWhat do I do if home is where the heart is and I'm busy looking' for my head I'm bound to run down what society offers not living the life I once led where do I go if to follow her means to leave everyone what do I do if the wind-current don't reflect the sun? Right now, I just know that here's not where I want to be I stand to lose all but courage if I turn the key I could spin the globe, put my finger down land on a friends couch, but would I sleep sound? I could play guitar, cover for my meals but would my songs honestly depict how damn empty I feelNone
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Rose makes for a pretty rash...
what's with this my friend? =]
Tis totally you.
Haaii!
(since when did you have a DA? O.o; )
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«Heal the world with Yaoi»
R: ...and bewbs.
SA: ... «Heal the world with Yaoi ...and bewbs.»
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"I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal."
-Incubus
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