• Hoi! Aangezien ik in juli nog steeds mijn paasprofiel heb en dat eigenlijk echt niet meer kan, ben ik opzoek naar een nieuw profiel. Helaas heb ik zelf geen tijd om een nieuwe te maken, dus ik hoop dat jullie dat voor me willen doen.

    Ik heb geen credits om weg te geven.

    Wat zoek ik:
    - één of twee plaatjes met een gedicht/leuke tekst eronder. Het liefst iets wat diepgaand is en een beetje zweverig. Al mag het ook mysterieus/duister zijn.

    Het liefste wil ik deze maand nog een nieuw profiel, maar er zit verder geen haast bij.

    Bedankt!


    Wie durft te verdwalen, zal nieuwe wegen vinden!

    Ik vond drie plaatjes wel genoeg, maar wilde deze toch even vermelden want ze zijn echt mooi en cool


    (dus de blauw/groenige zou ik dan ipv de middelste doen en de zwart/witte ipv de bovenste of de onderste).




    Als je echt geen 3 plaatjes wil, kun je er natuurlijk gewoon één weglaten (:

    Nishinoya schreef:
    (...)
    Als je even geduld heb, kan ik misschien morgen nog eentje maken c: Maar dan moet ik even nog het gedicht vinden dat ik erin wilde verwerken :')

    Is goed!

    @Puellae, ziet er al mooi uit!

    [ bericht aangepast op 26 juli 2016 - 20:25 ]


    Wie durft te verdwalen, zal nieuwe wegen vinden!

    Deze vond ik ook nog trouwens, wel een beetje lang.

    "To You.
    If I knew that that was the last time that I’d hug you, damn it I would’ve hugged you so much longer.
    I don’t think I would’ve let you go.
    And if I knew that that was the last conversation where we shared all our thoughts and dreams.
    Oh God I wouldn’t have stopped talking.
    And if I knew that you would leave,
    I swear I would’ve told you.
    I would’ve told you you were the only person I ever felt connected with,
    and that you were my home.
    I would’ve told you that
    you were my favorite movie to watch
    and that your voice was my favorite song
    and I could listen to it all day
    without getting tired of it.
    I would’ve told you
    that you were my favorite poem
    and that I could read you all day long.
    But would this have made a difference.
    Would you still have left
    if you knew that you would leave
    with my favorite song
    my favorite movie,
    my favorite poem
    and my only home.”
    — All the things I wish I had said. // ck.writes



    Ennn


    “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.” - Mik Everett

    [ bericht aangepast op 26 juli 2016 - 20:29 ]

    Scribe schreef:

    @Puellae, ziet er al mooi uit!


    Zal ik er nog één proberen maar dan met maar 2 afbeeldingen?

    “If we look back on it now, do you think we were ever in love?”
    “I believe so,” I say. “I truly believed that at one point I loved you before knowing who you were, blinded by your aura because you were magic to me.
    I never said those three words, but I felt it. I felt it so much I don’t think I’ve felt anything remotely close since.
    — Stories I’ll tell one day #118 by Ming D. Liu



    He noticed how she always smiled when she cried, and how she kept striving even when she seemed so depressed. When he asked her about it, she told him that being planted in dark rooms had taught her how to bloom even in the absence of light.
    — Myss Bradley, Etiolation




    het was de bedoeling dat de tekst naast de afbeeldingen zou komen, maar dat mislukte nogal.



    Misschien deze nog stiekem in het midden

    [ bericht aangepast op 26 juli 2016 - 20:55 ]

    Scribe schreef:
    En?

    Ik zal het zo doen. Het was veel te benauwd om op mijn laptop te komen.


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.

    Ik heb wat aanpassingen gedaan met de foto's en sommige lettertype, maar overal is het dezelfde tekst.

    O1.





    “Maybe she loved
    mysteries so much that
    she became one —”

    Red lights and closed eyes
    Forced smiles and small words
    Crawling for a thousand miles
    Struggling through the storm

    In the middle of a devastating war
    But the enemy can't be seen
    Peace and resolution seem so far
    Just can't break free

    Some prisons you never leave
    Trapped in an endless dark
    Every day you'll always grieve
    Every tear will leave a mark

    Every breath hurts like hell
    And every thought is pain
    Every sound a tolling bell
    And every day is rain

    Everything is falling apart
    Drowning in rain and fire
    When you think it's the end it's just the start
    And the waves keep rising higher



    O2.

    Scribe


    “Maybe she loved
    mysteries so much that
    she became one —”

    Red lights and closed eyes
    Forced smiles and small words
    Crawling for a thousand miles
    Struggling through the storm

    In the middle of a devastating war
    But the enemy can't be seen
    Peace and resolution seem so far
    Just can't break free

    Some prisons you never leave
    Trapped in an endless dark
    Every day you'll always grieve
    Every tear will leave a mark

    Every breath hurts like hell
    And every thought is pain
    Every sound a tolling bell
    And every day is rain

    Everything is falling apart
    Drowning in rain and fire
    When you think it's the end it's just the start
    And the waves keep rising higher



    O3.

    Scribe



    “Maybe she loved
    mysteries so much that
    she became one —”

    Red lights and closed eyes
    Forced smiles and small words
    Crawling for a thousand miles
    Struggling through the storm

    In the middle of a devastating war
    But the enemy can't be seen
    Peace and resolution seem so far
    Just can't break free

    Some prisons you never leave
    Trapped in an endless dark
    Every day you'll always grieve
    Every tear will leave a mark

    Every breath hurts like hell
    And every thought is pain
    Every sound a tolling bell
    And every day is rain

    Everything is falling apart
    Drowning in rain and fire
    When you think it's the end it's just the start
    And the waves keep rising higher

    [ bericht aangepast op 26 juli 2016 - 22:35 ]


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.

    Sableye schreef:
    Ik heb wat aanpassingen gedaan met de foto's en sommige lettertype, maar overal is het dezelfde tekst.

    O1.




    “Maybe she loved
    mysteries so much that
    she became one —”

    Red lights and closed eyes
    Forced smiles and small words
    Crawling for a thousand miles
    Struggling through the storm

    In the middle of a devastating war
    But the enemy can't be seen
    Peace and resolution seem so far
    Just can't break free

    Some prisons you never leave
    Trapped in an endless dark
    Every day you'll always grieve
    Every tear will leave a mark

    Every breath hurts like hell
    And every thought is pain
    Every sound a tolling bell
    And every day is rain

    Everything is falling apart
    Drowning in rain and fire
    When you think it's the end it's just the start
    And the waves keep rising higher



    O2.

    Scribe


    “Maybe she loved
    mysteries so much that
    she became one —”

    Red lights and closed eyes
    Forced smiles and small words
    Crawling for a thousand miles
    Struggling through the storm

    In the middle of a devastating war
    But the enemy can't be seen
    Peace and resolution seem so far
    Just can't break free

    Some prisons you never leave
    Trapped in an endless dark
    Every day you'll always grieve
    Every tear will leave a mark

    Every breath hurts like hell
    And every thought is pain
    Every sound a tolling bell
    And every day is rain

    Everything is falling apart
    Drowning in rain and fire
    When you think it's the end it's just the start
    And the waves keep rising higher



    O3.

    Scribe



    “Maybe she loved
    mysteries so much that
    she became one —”

    Red lights and closed eyes
    Forced smiles and small words
    Crawling for a thousand miles
    Struggling through the storm

    In the middle of a devastating war
    But the enemy can't be seen
    Peace and resolution seem so far
    Just can't break free

    Some prisons you never leave
    Trapped in an endless dark
    Every day you'll always grieve
    Every tear will leave a mark

    Every breath hurts like hell
    And every thought is pain
    Every sound a tolling bell
    And every day is rain

    Everything is falling apart
    Drowning in rain and fire
    When you think it's the end it's just the start
    And the waves keep rising higher


    Oh wow, deze vind ik echt heel erg mooi c:


    If you can't remember my name, just say 'chocolate' and I'll turn around.

    Nishinoya schreef:
    (...)
    Oh wow, deze vind ik echt heel erg mooi c:

    Aww, thankyou (bloos) Het heeft me verdomd veel moeite gekost ook.


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.

    Nishinoya schreef:

    Oh wow, deze vind ik echt heel erg mooi c:


    Ja!

    Puellae schreef:
    (...)

    Ja!

    ?


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.

    Inderdaad/mee eens (flower)

    Puellae schreef:
    Inderdaad/mee eens (flower)

    Als dat tegen mij was, thanks. (bloos)


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.

    @ Scribe: Zit er wat tussen voor je? Ik weet namelijk niet of ik iets nieuws moet bedenken.


    Don't walk. Run, you sheep, run.