Sleepsong -- Apologue.眠り歌Sleepsong -- Apologue.
once upon a time, in the year of bated breath and lover's debt, there lived a man and his beautiful wife-- and though they toiled in circular disintricacies and stayed the coming of any age that time mustered, they loved each other dearly, to the threat of every deathbed and beyond.
she spent her days singing songs about the house as she did everything in her power to create the best home she could manage of the sagging willows and bastard reeds she gathered-- for the husband she loved so much.
There is nothing you can see that is not a flower;
There is nothi
....
Hopeless
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-Jenya88
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All hail the dwarven king!
*Andi*
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If you keep you face in the sunshine, uh...remember to wear sunscreen.
make art not war
M.A.O: massive attitude overload
to be weird is bliss
be your self or no one at all
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All hail the dwarven king!
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Lili Elliot.
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