Dreaming
Thank you to whoever left that annonymous comment on my fanfic, Nightmares.
Short Cool Quizzie:
Love smells like: Honeysuckle
Power sounds like: Lacey; "Evey movement that ever was and ever will be was led and populated by young people!"
God feels like: The kind of orgasm where your vision goes out and your whole body feels warm beyond fever, and you are conected to every part of you.
Evil tastes like: Sugared lime and beer.
Insanity moves like: twitches, turrets, and strokes style movement.
Fear dances like: fast forwarded Irish step
Dreams shine like: Lisa Frank stickers.
Hatred looks like: The One Ring
Humanity speaks like: Galadriel... ten thousand voices only partially saying the same things
Poison sleeps like: slick hair on a dark gray silken pillow
Decay flys like: thick. oily smoke.
Nostalgia breaks like: shatter proof glass
When I'm with him, I feel like my life here and the people I love are a dream.
When I am here, I feel like he is all a dream, along with his family, his freinds, everything.
Sometimes inbetween I forget things that do not bear forgetting.
I'm so tired.
Short Cool Quizzie:
Love smells like: Honeysuckle
Power sounds like: Lacey; "Evey movement that ever was and ever will be was led and populated by young people!"
God feels like: The kind of orgasm where your vision goes out and your whole body feels warm beyond fever, and you are conected to every part of you.
Evil tastes like: Sugared lime and beer.
Insanity moves like: twitches, turrets, and strokes style movement.
Fear dances like: fast forwarded Irish step
Dreams shine like: Lisa Frank stickers.
Hatred looks like: The One Ring
Humanity speaks like: Galadriel... ten thousand voices only partially saying the same things
Poison sleeps like: slick hair on a dark gray silken pillow
Decay flys like: thick. oily smoke.
Nostalgia breaks like: shatter proof glass
When I'm with him, I feel like my life here and the people I love are a dream.
When I am here, I feel like he is all a dream, along with his family, his freinds, everything.
Sometimes inbetween I forget things that do not bear forgetting.
I'm so tired.