But I'm not going to DO any of these things. I'm gonna sit in front of the computer like a idiot. GO ME!


Dreaming of SilenceThe child was frightened. She crouched at the edge of the still wood, ignoring my presence. She was a small child--she fit well in her environment of silence and towering trees. The wind was only a whisper of sound, serving only to emphasize the eerie quiet. Trees that have stood for eons were listening to the girl's quivering breaths, counting each heartbeat in her body. They understood what I did not; these mighty elders had been her confidants in a world that had betrayed all her trust in it. But now...they looked away. I could not comfort this broken child, this changeling of the forest. She was silent now, silent and expectant. The treesDreaming of Silence
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sessiz...derinden...
you were the first one who commented me soo how are you have ever looked my gallery again
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sessiz...derinden...
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"If people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane."
It would be kinda cool...but then I think, "Hey, where would this tatoo be LOCATED....?" And then I get....images. In my brain. *Epic SHUDDER*
I could try to design it! Can't hurt to try...
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"If people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane."
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"If people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane."
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& I really like your username!
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I grasp a broken bough
To mark my solitary way:
And though I pause to trace your name
The tide takes it away.
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