and so he laughed, created sound as his breath shot from his glottis and
ran up his cheeks as it reached after his lips and tried to grab on by his teeth.

the guardian angels did not care for gray lines, if entwined in black and white, if ever attached to a though, a simple idea, i in any way insight.

It does not seem as you codes apply to me, all our pretentious systems help us drown in this vast sea. I imagine thousands of veins entangled in every root of every plot twist twisting faith as if fate was not around.

An so his eyes, tied back to back saw through the shivers but could not counter attack. She saw his cloak stuck in his sheath, and she lost love and threw her relations away.

It was three months of complete happiness, three months of concrete loss, thrown aside by the entrance of winter, I have sewn a bag for all the splinters. As if i actually would believe that we need the again. Cus he came from the west and swept you of you feet, even a man with the face of a beast can make you walk away from me. And she was crowned a saint, and i hoped the you would take a faint moment, a last faint moment, to look me in the eyes. I need your sights again, the memories of the last ones is still hurting my mind. And i have supported this zone of discomfort for far to long.