random featureI shouldn't be awake this early
A T M O S P H E R E M A N by Genius-TanyaZ PERSONAL -- it's called the funeral by lovelyskylark White sunflower 1 by NikiAndo
Promise by 11thDimensionPhoto Reach for the Moon by P3droD
Just a Question of Love by Tomasz-Mro Sweet slumber by katmary Mo Chuisle Mo Chroi by likeLucy\
the sun doesn't warm up me by Sanjko0
Demi Lovato. by SteMerrigan Cold city by lostknightkg
Counting the Spaces BetweenToday's forecast:
sorrow with a chance of supernova.
This update brought to you by Kleenex:
when the silent weight of the spaces in between
drags you down to drown beneath,
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In other news, the Prince of Zombie Hearts
has struck once more -- a senseless slaughter.
WARNING: the following footage
is not suitable for young children or the weak-stomached;
please switch the channel now.
On location, Paul is talking pulse-beats with the body.
She's a few words of warning to our watchers
on how to love and leave over the holidays.
Let's listen in...
Bridge the gap from minute
to minute moments--
doomed desperation keeps track
with discounted touches
and reaching fingers.
You're damned, darling,
just a bystander looking in on destiny
set to repeat the crime spree,
set to screw up the crime scene,
set to hopscotch the rocks of your feelings