Duckie
Muse EratoInvocation to Erato Each breath came to me in a ragged gasp. My legs pumped furiously as I ascended the marble steps of the temple. The only sounds around me were my own soft pants, the soft squeaking of my sandaled feet where they met the steps, and the cicadas; singing their mournful melodies in the grey twilight. The steps of milky white marble finally came to an end as I entered the threshold of the temple. There, at the very center of it all, sat the muse Erato. She was basking in the last rays of the golden sunlight, as Sol made his exit from the stage of the sky, leaving the heavens a light purple color, sprinkled with theMuse Erato
Nine Levels of Hell: GriefHer finger hovered over his palm, her eyes narrowed, her brow furrowed as she concentrated. She scraped her fingernail over the line, following the intricate pattern. “This line… this line represents your life-line…” she spoke in a soft whisper, her words were barely audible. Her cerulean eyes measured the line, focusing entirely on it.Nine Levels of Hell: Grief
“Aw don’t tell me you’re doing this bullshit again!” A raucous voice called out to her, every word making her twitch with anger. Had she not told him to leave her alone when she was busy? She had, she had made it very clear to him that he was not to b
i want a person not a pin-up-csometimes, i want to force you to look at yourself. i want to grab you by your polaroid shoulders and drag you to the mirror. i want you to see exactly what you do to everyone in the picture.i want a person not a pin-up-c
sometimes i want to make you to realise that
you’re more beautiful that you think. i want to make you realise that you don’t need golden hair and fair skin to be pretty
the truth is, i don't want to hold hands with a stone-stiff-plastic-mannequin of a girl, and in reality, designer lotions would only burn my fingertips to deposits of calcium.
and the t
To TheLazyMuse
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Love and my imagination lead my world, I cannot seperate them beacause both push me to fullfil my dreams. What powers your world? ~ G.M.
*dies*
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ಠ__ಠ I'M IN YOUR DUMPSTER ಠ__ಠ
procrastinating.
I'm running on about 8 hours of sleep for the past 2 days. ಠ_______ಠ
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ಠ__ಠ I'M IN YOUR DUMPSTER ಠ__ಠ
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ಠ__ಠ I'M IN YOUR DUMPSTER ಠ__ಠ
Just thought I'd stop by and say hi....and thanks for watching me.
Oh yeah and ZOMG we're both listening to the same song in our 1st journals X3
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EMOTASTICAL!
(use it in a sentence)
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