"woe is me," is a popular diction. many agree, but i must reconsider. woe, to me, comes in form of chili bowls, and crusty bread crumbs, all adjoining, together, with soggy connections.
i like: scribbles with feelings, daisies, steamy windows&foggy mirrors, harry potter, jason mraz, dinosaurs, and toblerone.
i dislike: feet, nails on the chalkboard, the incessant beeping of my alarm clock, unnecessary vulgarity, and snow after christmas.
"sans toi, les émotions d'aujourd'hui ne seraient que la peau morte des émotions d'autrefois."
Heart is the only word i like to capitalize. because all you need is love.
beats.
You are an illuminating anchor Of leagues to infinite number Of crashing waves and breaking thunder Tiding the ebb and flows of hunger You're dancing naked there for me You expose all memory You make the most of boundary You're the ghost of royalty imposing love You are the queen and king combining everything Intertwining like a ring around the finger, of a girl I'm just a singer, you're the world All I can bring ya Is the language of a lover Bella luna, my beautiful beautiful moon How you swoon me like no other
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