Read a book and whisper quotes until you make them yours.
The cold and soft keyboard that gently gives in beneath my fingers, creating with this oh so mechanical process. The feelings within my heart. Melancholy and the shades of it.
The memory of blue shadows and the touch of snow. The pale rose, the white and baby blue.
ITS JESUS!!
long hair don’t care
Jesus Christ exist o.o and looks good o:
my harem please take a seat in the “men” corner. It’s opposite of the “women” corner and diagonal from the “deliciously...
Reblogging this because captnquinn NEEDS to see this.
Wow…