The Beginning of The End
And then he spoke those simple words...
"She's gone", and he closed her eyes.
I kissed her hand.
mu•til•ask
1. the act of mutilating yourself for the benefit of one you love.
2. the act of mutilating one you love when in a dissociative state.
3. to multitask.
My idiosyncrasies plague me and bless me with originality. Solitude is very often temporary and thoughtful. I'm a poet and most of my time is spent writing, revising, rewriting and reading poetry/literature in general. I like to confuse people, it is one of my great joys, as is music.
Don't take anything I say to heart because most likely I'm lying to you. Although...there's always a little truth in what I say.
You know how it goes: if you'd like to read my journal, add me and comment so I will know that you did and I will add you back, most likely.
"She's gone", and he closed her eyes.
I kissed her hand.
mu•til•ask
1. the act of mutilating yourself for the benefit of one you love.
2. the act of mutilating one you love when in a dissociative state.
3. to multitask.
My idiosyncrasies plague me and bless me with originality. Solitude is very often temporary and thoughtful. I'm a poet and most of my time is spent writing, revising, rewriting and reading poetry/literature in general. I like to confuse people, it is one of my great joys, as is music.
Don't take anything I say to heart because most likely I'm lying to you. Although...there's always a little truth in what I say.
You know how it goes: if you'd like to read my journal, add me and comment so I will know that you did and I will add you back, most likely.