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Ignorant revelationI'm coming from an angle that you can't see. Hoping the truth will burn right through me. You would not understand, not knowing the facts. No one can understand what it takes to keep track.Ignorant revelation
To purge a life that has lived in sin. A sinful life; wasteful ignorance. I have seen through the lie to be surrounded by truth. My truth, my hope is pulling me in.
What does it take to be done with doubt, To have purged the hope and burn it all out? When nothing is left, what can we do? When all left was hope and not even hope was true
I'm coming from an angle not


Chapter 1 - The beginningMy breath came and went in rapid gasps. The oxygen my brain needed wouldn't come as it should have. It felt like my entire body was suffocating. The fatigue of running cross country for weeks on end from my pursuers had worn me down to near complete exhaustion and yet even now I could faintly hear the search parties looking for the 'Abomination', the only reference they seemed to make about me. With every breath I took there was the scent of the forest and of the animals in it, if I focused enough then I would even hear the tiny heartbeats of them and maybe those whom hunted me..Chapter 1 - The beginning
The very village that I had had a hand in founding


The Vaule of Friends, PrologueJames often sat in his chair in the office, absorbing every last imperfection in the dreadful monotone wallpaper, every last bent screw misplaced during the construction of his desk, the location of every last poster on the peeling noticeboards around the room; dreaming of how he would rather be anywhere but there, endlessly entering the same information over and over again into the mocking computer before him. Often he wondered, in that fantastic way that one can do only with things that will never come to pass, what it would feel like to pick up his bag, sling it casually over his shoulder, and stroll nonchalantly past the glaring mistressThe Vaule of Friends, Prologue
| White hot death by moonlight and sky. Driving hot lead through me. Sinking deeper within my twisted mind, revelling in my insanity. What I see is what I feel, how I feel is what you are. Distorted images will mask me appearance, I fly before you die a thousand deaths. You get the idea I think |
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LovittGirl, my self-portrait and modeling gallery [link]
LovittCreations, my photography gallery [link]
Please show respect for nude models in your comments.
I love the art
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What are we but people of stone? No thoughts or feelings to label our own
GARShirou
'Good' v.s 'Bad' and 'Evil' v.s 'The Pure'
How do we know what's right and wrong when we are still trying to decide what is 'real'?
Cute bird
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What are we but people of stone? No thoughts or feelings to label our own
'Good' v.s 'Bad' and 'Evil' v.s 'The Pure'
How do we know what's right and wrong when we are still trying to decide what is 'real'?
Love you darling.
xx
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...in my bed.
"We laugh and laugh, and nothing can ever be sad, no one can be lost, or dead, or far away: right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment." - Audrey Niffenegger (The Time Traveler's Wife)
missed you muchly
love you too hunny
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...in my bed.
"We laugh and laugh, and nothing can ever be sad, no one can be lost, or dead, or far away: right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment." - Audrey Niffenegger (The Time Traveler's Wife)
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What are we but people of stone? No thoughts or feelings to label our own
'Good' v.s 'Bad' and 'Evil' v.s 'The Pure'
How do we know what's right and wrong when we are still trying to decide what is 'real'?
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