the essence of a trait of man
the essence of a trait of man.
do we really understand the inner workings of lust? why do we feel the need to hold the mere flesh of a lady its a baffling thought. was it for warmth, or a stake in her ownership?
another random question for the ages, are we powerless to the sway of the junk of her trunk?
closed eyes and a smile across the face, he inhaled deeply and slowly, the explosion of scents in the room took him up for a short ride up to the high heavens and back d
Caffeine the victim
Someone said that love happens when you can't sleep. a love indulgent reality beats the thought of dreams hands down and that love fuels the sparkle in the eyes. that Someone didn't know about the pitfalls of his errant judgment and he ought to be shot.
With Caffeine.
ha. he let one short and sharp laugh out again. Santa's little helper, the mischievous elf, read about many things. things like love were a folk's lore. things like good and bad. things like the power of jud
Hollow man
He conquered the world.
He conquered the bloody world. And it didn't matter. Not to him anyways.
Sephiroth laid on the ground, bloodied as all fallen men were, his midriff opened in half, his eyes wide open perhaps surprised in death, long smooth hair covering the most of his face.
Blood dipped from his fist, he seethed and breathed and didn't know what to feel.
same title, same feel, different peeps
did we miss the train?
all we had were memories, too much for m