January 2011
Whats the world with no soul
Some bastard came and stole my motivation. Fuck.
I want to bake some bread...but there isn't any...
i fucking LOVE colors
Shine on, you crazy diamond.: As one. →
curiouswithoutcaution:
I am.
I am the ground beneath your feet
the air in which you need to survive.
I am the wind that passes through your gorgeous locks
the water you sip through pursed lips.
I am.
I am the sky in which you seek refuge
the fire that holds captive your wandering eyes
I am the rain you wish…
