The CellarFly to the cellarThe Cellar
That’s where I keep my dreams.
The children of my cluttered mind.
Undisturbed they lay
With breath as warm as May.
Their slumber drains my salvation.
Yet, flutter do their eyes
In your presence, I surmise.
They wake to laughter, fair and strong.
Enchanted, they play.
On my heart they weigh.
A feeling so strong overcomes me.
I wake, as if dead
From the fear and the dread,
To see your blessed beauty.
You, who opened the cellar door.
I'm back
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Angst is like bad ham. It's bad while you eat it, worse while you're digesting it, and torturous coming out. But it passes. and then there's room for ice cream.
ARTISAN CRAFTS, BITCHES!
Friend me
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I'm gonna shake the shit out'a you!
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And you have been given a bag of gummy bears to throw back!
So throw them at the next innocent person that standing near you!
RULES!!!
1-You must throw gummy bears at at least '6' people!
Your ammunition!
2-You can't throw a gummy bear at the person who threw one at you.
3-Unfortunately, you can't eat them.
4-Start spreading the gummy bear throwing love around DA!
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Let them eat cake
ehhe. As ahve told yous before, your pictures are awesome! =3
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Enjoy the subscription
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^ WORST USERNAME EVER. ;_;
This is where else I am
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