January 2010
4 posts
Still Life →
deviantfinds:
Everyday you pose; Stripped; Clothed; Identifying, mystifying; You submit to the exposure, Resenting the attempts to iconify your soul; Now just a static blur, stamped into nature; Abused blues dyed in your melancholy. Try to add colour to your desaturated self, It’s just a matter of time before you fade into someone else. Just a matter of life-forming into a lost cause. ...
Regrets Only
dearoldlove:
Someday, you will regret not asking me out. I hope.
Whether you regret it or not, I don’t regret giving you my number. I’ve been realizing that life is nothing without taking chances and listening to my impulses.