Crimbie
Crimbie
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Pien
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Never Neverland
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25
Hobby's:
Read and do the things I love
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Vorige namen:
lijst
Photograpy, love it ♥
Beautiful books
Enunciated Thoughts by Flannery
Eyes like a frozen lake
Her skin, like marble
As if she would break
From her lips dripped the red of blood
Her clothes were covered with dark mud
Pretty girl, oh pretty girl.
You are not meant for this world.
Thats what they said, with words that hurl.
That dulcet voice that spoke to her
Strong and powerful, no demure.
Wind blew in her face
She felt power hidden in a warm embrace
As she entered a labyrinth of chaos
She was aware of what she would cause.
They found her body at the crack of dawn
Near a sign which she had drawn;
You live an illusion, its not true.
Its too late, they will come for you too.
The Selection
Break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway.
"Shhh," I urged.
I'll love you until my very last breath. Every beat of my heart is yours. I don't want to die without you knowing that.
"Please don't," I choked.
America, my love, you are sunlight falling through trees. You are laughter that breaks through sadness. You are the breeze on a too-war day. You are clarity in the midst of confusion.
You are not the world, but you are everything that makes the world good. Without you, my life would still exist, but that's all it would manage to do.
You said that to get things right one of us would have to take a leap of faith. I think I've discovered the canyon that must be leaped, and I hope to find you waiting for me on the other side.
I love you, America.
Yours forever,
Maxon
I want everything with you, America. I want the holidays and the birthdays, the busy season and lazy weekends. I want peanut butter fingertips on my desk. I want inside jokes and fights and everything. I want a life with you.
In those seconds, I was mourning everything I'd lost. How I'd never get to see you walk down an aisle toward me, how I'd never get to see your face in our children, how I'd never get to see streaks of silver in your hair. But, at the same time, I couldn't be bothered. If me dying meant you living, how could that be anything but good?
I was nearly attacked. All because I missed your smell."
I want to feel your love
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Merry Christmas<3 To my lovely subscriber
1 decennium geledenXx. Noëlle
You know, just chilling, in my bed (;
1 decennium geledenVan mij pas in januari. Maar ik zit al aan de unief, dus moet echt dringend beginnen.
1 decennium geledenIk heb echt volledig hetzelfde probleem. Het is niet normaal hoe verslaafd je aan zo'n site kan zijn. En soms ben ik echt gewoon maar doelloos aan het scrollen x)
1 decennium geledenHaha, de eerste staat tussen mijn favorieten en die tweede heb ik zelf ook gelezen (: Je links werken niet, tho.
1 decennium geledenIk ben erg fan van de verhalen van Midnite, Irwin & ZeroGravity.
& Rode ezels bestaan niet van Picasso vind ik ook prachtig. Holy, ik zie net dat die niet langer actief staat. Nooo
nope, daar zou ik nooit aan beginnen. Interesseert me niet zo ook. Al kijk ik wel graag naar filmpjes van youtubers. Jenna Marbles is brilliant. ^^