His path, long and dark, where choices were sinister and he’d not look back. Advertisements
Darkness dwells below this willow and yet sunlight dances on its crown.
Even in dead of winter, the sun rises and peeks in the window. __________
Long weeping branches that nearly touch the ground whilst blocking our sunlight.
Bunnies are fluffy, hop with grace, and are always in survivor mode.
They said I’m emo. Uh, was their first clue my band called, Betty Stab Wound?!
I had a dream: it was green, then later blue, and one day it’ll be black.
What are the facts when people are frenze-feeding on the obtuse garbage?