August 2011
53 posts
July 2011
90 posts
Narrator
If Tom had learned anything, it was that you can’t ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple earthly event. Coincidence, that’s all anything ever is, nothing more than coincidence. Tom had finally learned, there are no miracles. There’s no such thing as fate, nothing is meant to be.
I'll leave all my fears here
To live, To love, To learn, To pass on.
With love’s light wings did I o’er-perch these...
For stony limits cannot hold love out, And what love can do, that dares love attempt;
Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me.
1 tag
You make no move
You never do.
1 tag
Hate I
I’m starting to hate Tumblr. It’s becoming really impersonal, not that it was ever personal to begin with. I think I liked it more before I had many followers, when I had a purpose and a personal outlet. I hate scrolling through pages of the same rubbish. I hate girls who wear red lipstick really badly because they aren’t pale. I hate people who constantly put their girlfriend...