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New Earth, Eruption in Iceland Thrainn Kolbeinsson
woesday / sinaldra weaver.
ah, how unfortunate. it had been a while since she had felt properly healthy, and it had much to do with volunteer work before, and MOVING then. eating, sleeping and resting often eluded her, as they often impeded the things she otherwise openly WANTED to do. that she should stagger so when facing a medical professional of all kinds of people was unfortunate. ❝ that is one way to make my display all the more embarrassing, ❞ she teased softly. ❝ a pleasure, doctor vohon. i am sinaldra weaver, i recently opened a bookshop a little further away. i apologise again, i don’t usually make a habit of nearly fainting in the streets. ❞
‘ ‘ it would be a very bad habit, ’ ’ auburn agreed easily as she let her gaze soften. nobody had to tell her that she was too intense for most people’s tastes and that it could be . . . off-putting. invasive. there had been many words for it in the past, but she was calmer these days. less raging wildfire, more happily crackling fireplace. ‘ ‘ and i’m sorry to inform you, but as scenic and picturesque as the cobblestone streets are, it hurts a lot when you do fall. but you mustn’t apologise, ms weaver, i am happy to help. now --- let me ask about that store of yours . . . i don’t think i’ve seen it yet. what kind of books do you sell? mostly fiction or academic works as well? ’ ’
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tarot card: the high priestess, the fool, the moon :eyes:
the high priestess : how does your muse make decisions ? do they trust their instinct or would they rather trust their heart / their logic ?
auburn tends to make decisions based on her instincts, instincts that are reliable after so many years of collecting experiences. most of the time, her instinct is the first to hand in its ‘opinion’ and if the situation demands a quick decision, she will go with what her instinct tells her based on its speed. one could even argue that there is no conscious thought process behind those instinct-based decisions as they are the experience-based result to a specific situation, not the product of careful evaluation. that being said, she is not reckless and she will follow different processes in different situations. for example --- when she has to make financial decisions, she will base her decision on logic.
the fool : what are your muse’s thoughts on new beginnings ? does it frighten them or excite them ?
truthfully, she is not certain if anyone else ( anyone else immortal ) has as many failed new beginnings in their past, but she is sure that she is up there on the podium when it comes to attempts of quitting her more self-destructive behaviourisms. she has managed to quit a lot of the difficult things such as cigarettes with surprising success, but she is currently trying to quit caffeine for the eleventh time this decade, young as it is, and she is not very optimistic about this attempt either. mornings without coffee are difficult, and she has not yet found something else that wakes her up as reliably.
nevertheless --- auburn has never shied away from new beginnings. for the most part, she even enjoys them, though she has her difficulties when it comes to letting go of what lies behind her. she is the product of a long and complicated past, a past that does not let go just because it might be easier.
the moon : what does your muse long for ? is it a realistic desire ?
a word ahead --- she knows how unrealistic her desire for peace of mind is, knows that in all likelihood, she would not be particularly suited to this sudden change because it would be such a jarring difference to her life thus far . . . she would still enjoy it nevertheless. should that be too unrealistic, she would like at least a few years of relative peace before the next disaster.
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 .
▌ 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : auburn vohon, supposedly née hayden. ▌ 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 : married to noel vohon. ▌ 𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 : medical knowledge, expert hand-to-hand combatant, immortality (underlying condition). ▌ 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : hazel. ▌ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : red. ▌ 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 : dylan and sven hayden (brothers), noel vohon (husband), felix montgomery-vohon (son). ▌ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 : felix’ lizard atticus lives in their home, and she and noel have been talking about getting a dog at some point. ▌ 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 : double standards, child abusers, other abusers. ▌ 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 : photography, tending to her garden, reading, cooking, sparring with her friends. ▌ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : yes. ▌ 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 : tiger. ▌ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 : ask adrian for a comprehensive list, but --- notoriously over-protective, prone to aggression, impulsiveness and moodiness as well as bouts of depression. and she tends to tolerate more than she should in regards to herself. ▌ 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒 : she has lived too long for role models, most of them lost their luster centuries ago and she is done being disappointed. ▌ 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : heterosexual. ▌ 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 : she is married and she has a son, and she is very happy with both. 10 / 10, she’d recommend it. ▌ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 : dying, failure, abandonment, those close to her dying. ▌ 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 : simple, practical clothes strong colours that she can mix and match with ease. scarves are a staple of her closet, she almost always wears one. some days, she takes the time to play around with fashion ( those days were more common when she was still working for the magazine ), but these days, she rather prefers to sleep ten minutes longer. ▌ 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 : her brothers, noel, felix, beatrice ( even if it is difficult, sometimes ), april, joné, mark, dimitri, yulan, valentine, seth, eleanor, leo . . . she loves a lot of people. ▌ 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 : auburn’s friendship comes with the guarantee that it never ends entirely. if her friend is mortal, she will remain friendly to their family for generations to come, even if she never watched over a family the way others might have. if her friend is immortal, the friendship is cast in stone and very few things can change anything about it. when a friend calls for her, whether it is for a walk in the park or in an hour of need, she will do her best to reach them as far as humanly possible. ▌ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 : coffee. ▌ 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 : she can find happiness almost anywhere, but the older she gets, the more she comes to appreciate quiet places. in her younger years, she would make places into something that suited her, by now, she takes what she gets. ▌ 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 : both. she has never been the picky sort. ▌ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 : gentle, caring, slightly taller than her ( but not too much ), great smile, an amazing hugger, a good tinkerer . . . simply noel. ▌ 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 : she does not mind either, but she prefers to sleep in her own bed with her own pillows. when she goes camping, she usually ensures that she has at least some shelter --- catching a cold went out of fashion a long time ago if you ask her.
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nightchased / joné cruz.
“ Oh that just sounds plain stupid. Rewarding? With what? Gratitude ? That’s meaningless. Especially measured against stakes like that. And why would you need a right for complaining? Shit happens, cue the complaints, then change the shit. It’s called normal. “
Joné had no idea what choice roja was talking about but decided it didn’t matter much. She got the all too familiar feeling of running into a wall here and it only frustrated her even more. And the other was trying so hard not to look annoyed but composed. At this point even that drove Joné crazy. What good was all of this tiptoeing? She didn’t care to understand anymore. And if the other was going to be a wall, she’s throw at her whatever she pleased anyway.
“ And don’t gimme that shit. You don’t believe i could possibly be concerned for you. And ya know what? I’m not. I don’t have a bond with you, or these strangers that you saved, so i really couldn’t give a shit. You think i’m selfish? Absolutely. It’s what keeps me alive even now. Whatever works in this world, roja. It doesn’t matter. Why would the world work any different for you than it does for me? That makes no sense. “
It was the verbal equivalent of shattering a vase or throwing a knife. And she felt calmer now her head clearer. And in the end, that’s what mattered.
auburn had not set out on this path to be understood, and she had never really thought about an . . . explanation either. when her brothers would inevitably find out, she had figured, she would be able to write it off as ‘ there are just differences between us, don’t worry ’. how well that would work was still written in the stars, but she would manage to . . . handle it. she was fairly optimistic in that regard. others were . . . more complicated, as this proved.
‘ ‘ i didn’t call you selfish, just like i wouldn’t call any of you others selfish, ’ ’ she said slowly as she reheated her coffee with a flick of her wrist ( and more practice than she would ever admit to ), resting her bad leg in the little hammock below her desk to ease its nagging. ‘ ‘ there are choices you can make that i can’t --- i do not have the luxury of anonymity. i made a decision, valuing my integrity higher than my double life. i pay the price for that, joné, and i do not complain about the consequences of my decisions. ’ ’
especially not when she had seen it coming, when this very downside had been part of her careful evaluation of pros and cons from the beginning. without anonymity, she did not have a private life to hide in when her heroing decisions started to catch up with her, she had to face them head on . . . and that was not always easy.
pinching the bridge of her nose, she groaned. ‘ ‘ look at aurora, for example, ’ ’ she said as she tossed a newspaper onto the table, watching it glide towards joné with muted interest. ‘ ‘ everyone knows her mother went off the deep end . . . and some have made it quite clear they expect aurora to one day do the same. still, whoever she is, she has a private life. she could be my neighbour and i wouldn’t know because she can keep her privacy protected. and because she has two lives, no one can send her threats or worse. my private life isn’t, and that means if i were to make decisions the public doesn’t agree with, they’d ask for my head. and they’d know where i live. ’ ’
taylor swift * folklore starters
THE 1
i’m doing good, i’m on some new shit
and if you wanted me, you really should’ve showed
but we were something, don’t you think so?
and if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you
in my defence, i have none
but it would’ve been fun if you would’ve been the one
if one thing had been different, would everything be different today
CARDIGAN
when you are young they assume you know nothing
i knew you
baby kiss it better
you put me on and said i was your favourite
a friend to all is a friend to none
chase two girls, lose the one
you drew stars around my scars
but now i’m bleeding
tried to change the ending
i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs
cause i knew everything when i was young
and i knew you’d come back to me
THE LAST GREAT AMERICAN DYNASTY
how did a middle class divorcée do it?
there’s only so far new money goes
their parties were tasteful, if a little loud
there goes the last great american dynasty
who knows, if she never showed up what could’ve been
she had a marvellous time ruining everything
there goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen
she stole his dog and dyed it key lime green
i had a marvellous time ruining everything
EXILE
i can see you standin’ honey
and it took you five whole minutes to pack us up and leave me with it
i think i’ve seen this film before
you’re not my homeland anymore
now i’m in exile seein’ you out
i can see you starin’ honey
like you’d get your knuckles bloody for me
those eyes add insult to injury
i’m not your problem anymore
so who am i offending now?
we always walked a very thin line
you didn’t even hear me out
i never learned to read your mind
MY TEARS RICOCHET
even on my worst day, did i deserve babe, all the hell you gave me?
i swear i loved you
i didn’t have it in myself to go with grace
and if i’m dead to you, why are you at the wake?
you know i didn’t want to have to haunt you
cause when i’d fight, you used to tell me i was brave
and i can go anywhere i want, just not home
you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same
you turned into your worst fears
MIRRORBALL
and when i break, it’s in a million pieces
hush
you’ll find me on my tallest tiptoes spinning in my highest heels
i know they said the end is near
i can change everything about me to fit in
i’m still trying everything to get you laughing at me
i’m still a believer but i don’t know why
SEVEN
please picture me in the trees
i was too scared to jump in
are there still beautiful things?
cross your heart, won’t tell no other
and thought i can’t recall your face, i still got love for you
love you to the moon and to saturn
and i’ve been meaning to tell you
i think your house is haunted
i used to scream ferociously
AUGUST
i never needed anything more
are you sure?
never have i ever before
cause it was never mine
and i can see us twisted in bedsheets
cause you were never mine
i remember thinking i had you
wanting was enough
for me, it was enough
so much for summer love, and saying “us”
cause you weren’t mine to lose
THIS IS ME TRYING
i’ve been having a hard time adjusting
i didn’t know if you’d care if i came back
i have a lot of regrets about that
and maybe i don’t quite know what to say
i just wanted you to know that this is me trying
they told me all of my cages were mental
so i got wasted like all my potential
i was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere
but i didn’t pour the whiskey
at least i’m trying
it’s hard to be anywhere these days
ILLICIT AFFAIRS
make sure nobody sees you leave
tell your friends you’re out for a run
take the road less travelled by
and that’s the thing about illicit affairs
like you don’t even exist
but they lie, and they lie, and they lie, a million little times
don’t call me kid
don’t call me baby
look at this godforsaken mess that you made me
for you, i would ruin myself
INVISIBLE STRING
i used to think i would meet somebody there
were there clues i didn’t see?
all along, there was some invisible string tying you to me
you ate at my favourite spot for dinner
something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire
one single thread of gold tied me to you
hell was the journey but it brought me heaven
MAD WOMAN
what did you think i’d say to that?
what do you sing on your drive home?
every time you call me crazy, i get more crazy
and when you say i seem angry, i get more angry
what a shame, she went mad
no one likes a mad woman
you made her like that
it’s obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together
cause you took everything from me
the master of spin has a couple side flings
good wives always know
EPIPHANY
just a flesh wound
___, i think he’s bleedin’ out
something med school did not cover
doc, i think she’s crashin’ out
and some things you just can’t speak about
to make some sense of what you’ve seen
BETTY
but i think it’s cause of me
it’s like i couldn’t breathe
you can’t believe a word she says
the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you
would you have me?
would you want me?
would you tell me to go straight to hell?
i’m only seventeen, i don’t know anything
but i know i miss you
just thinking of you
i dreamt of you all summer long
the only thing i wanna do is make it up to you
PEACE
i never had the courage of my convictions
as long as danger is near
but i would die for you in secret
the devil’s in the details
but you got a friend in me
your integrity makes me seem small
and you know that i’d swing with you for the fences
and you know that i’d sit with you in the trenches
and you know that i’d give you my wild
and you know that i’d give you my child
is it enough?
all these people think love’s for show
would it be enough if i could never give you peace?
HOAX
this has broken me down
stood on the cliffside screaming “give me a reason”
your faithless love’s the only hoax i believe in
don’t want no other shade of blue but you
i am ash from your fire
you know i left a part of me back in new york
you knew the hero died, so what’s the movie for
you knew it still hurts underneath my scares
you knew you won, so what’s the point of keeping score?
darling, this was just as hard
you have beaten my heart
no other sadness in the world would do
@killrate sent → The world & judgment 💕
the world : is there one thing in life that your muse must accomplish ? what will they do when they complete that goal ?
auburn does not have a fixed goal in her life, not anymore. the things she has once set out to achieve, she has accomplished --- she has a home, she is happily married and she even has a son, so at this point, she is very much taking life on a disaster-to-disaster base, and has pretty much mastered the art of rolling with it. she would like to see a day where everyone she cares about is happy, where everyone is at peace, but she is not holding her breath for it, not really. she is over trying to force things to go her way.
judgement : is your muse forgiving of themselves ? how about of others who wrong them ?
there is a certain narrative angle that causes auburn to suffer quite a bit; she is harder on herself than anyone else ever could be. people who wrong auburn have far better odds to be granted her forgiveness than she does. over the course of her life, she has forgiven more than she should have, has been the ‘ bigger person ’ in more than one sense. all at the expense of herself. it is exhausting. it is very exhausting, even. one day, she may get the plotline where she outgrows her habit of forgiving everything.
plucking invisible threads off clothes had once been a habit that had driven her mother halfway to madness, but auburn still could not keep her fingers still when her thoughts were racing. in theory, this was nothing to be concerned about. this was not like the past occasions when her nerves had ran off, but --- here she was. moving quietly through alleyways --- like the ghost she should be, at her age --- and trying to avoid any steps that would be louder than a whisper. only as she no longer heard any steps behind her, her shoulders slacked. good. she was grateful that the crickets she had bought for her son’s lizard could no longer chirp. times like this, her nerves were bothersome enough without the additional risk. turning her head, she had to stifle a yelp. people who just appeared out of nowhere had never lost their ability to spook her.
‘ ‘ goodness, where did you come from so suddenly? ’ ’ she asked with a soft sigh.
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WHAT IS YOUR UNDERLYING MOTIF ?
the orange. whether it’s your sweet nature, breakaway cover, or your natural displays of intimacy, you have the undercurrent of the orange. a love language in itself, your nature makes others want to take a bite and enjoy the tang that you leave behind with your laughter. you remind others of a summer day, hot air, long nights, always hopeful you’ll never go away. in her poem “the orange” by wendy cope she said “i peeled it and shared it with robert and dave, they had quarters and i had a half” you’re generous and have much to give. she also said “this is peace and contentment, it’s new” well i say, it’s you.
WHAT COLOUR IS YOUR LOVE LANGUAGE ?
result : canary .
key words : friendship, happiness, light .
a canary's love is freeing, and brings the recipient true and pure happiness. everyone you love is your best friend in one way or another, whether it's your fiances, your little sister, your mother, or your favourite english teacher. you're most likely to buy small gifts for the people you love, such as their favourite snack or little trinkets, to show that you were thinking about them. yours is the love of holding hands, singing in the shower, Spring time and wide smiles.
Best matched with: fern, lavender, cerulean
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you know those people who are just luminous, like they’re so beautiful and everything they do is endearing and all you can do is stare and hope that some of their light hits you someday. maybe it’s not even romantic but they’re just such people, they’re humans, and they’re so beautiful that you cannot make yourself look away
AUBURN VOHON née HAYDEN
❝ as an eldest daughter, i sometimes commit the grave sin of having emotions.
woesday / sinaldra weaver
❝ was there last time, ❝ she mused pensively. sinaldra had her own cup– fine tea, appropriately expensive for her taste and ego. milk and sugar, and a splash of lemon. ❝ although i would very much like to hope that it will be a good punchline. ❝
auburn sighed deeply as she took another sip of her coffee. ‘ ‘ i suppose we can drink to that --- to the possibility of a good punchline, ’ ’ she mused as she lifted her cup. ‘ ‘ as tragically, we cannot escape the result, whatever it may be. ’ ’
“ they all warned us about times like this. ” ------ @woesday
‘ ‘ history does have a tragic tendency to repeat itself, ’ ’ auburn began as she stirred her drink with far more force than necessary. she did not add how she felt about it, the way her face looked as if she had bitten into a lemon the same way another might bite into an apple should illustrate things nicely. ‘ ‘ so here we go. again. maybe this time, there’ll be a better punchline. ’ ’
false god
“ we were crazy to think that this could work. ” “ remember how i said i’d die for you? ” “ i can’t talk to you when you’re like this. ” “ they all warned us about times like this. ” “ religion’s in your lips. ” “ even if it’s a false god, we’d still worship. ” “ the altar is my hips, even if it’s a false god, we’d still worship this love. ” “ i know heaven’s a thing, i got there when you touch me. ” “ hell is when i fight with you. ” “ you can’t talk to me when i’m like this. ” “ daring you to leave me, just so i can try and scare you. ”
you need to calm down
“ damn, it’s 7AM. ” “ say it in the street, that’s a knock-out. ” “ say it in a tweet, that’s a cop-out. ” “ hey, are you okay? ” “ i’ve learned the lesson that stressing & obsessing about somebody else is no fun. ” “ snakes and stones never broke my bones. ” “ you need to calm down. ” “ you’re being too loud. ” “ can you just not step on my/his/her/their gown? ” “ you’re coming at my friends like a missile. ” “ sunshine on the street at the parade, but you would rather be in the dark ages. ” “ making that sign– must’ve taken all night. ” “ you just need to take several seats & then try to restore the peace & control your urges to scream about the people you hate. ” “ control your urges to scream about the people you hate. ” “ shade never made anybody less gay. ” “ we see you over there on the internet, comparing all the girls who are killing it. ” “ we figured you out, we all know now, we all got crowns. ”
afterglow
“ i blew things out of proportion. ” “ put you in jail for something you didn’t do. ” “ i pinned your hands behind your back. ” “ thought i had reason to attack. ” “ fighting with true love is boxing with no gloves. ” “ why’d i have to break what i love so much? ” “ i’m the one who burned us down. ” “ sorry that i hurt you. ” “ meet me in the afterglow. ” “ tell me this love is worth the fight. ” “ i lived like an island. ” “ tell me that you’re still mine. ” “ tell me that we’ll be just fine, even when i lose my mind. ”
ME!
“ i promise that you’ll never find another like me. ” “ i know that i’m a handful. ” “ you’re the kind of guy that ladies/people/guys want. ” “ living in winter, i am your summer. ”
it’s nice to have a friend
“ video games, you pass me a note, sleeping in tents. ” “ it’s nice to have a friend. ” “ light pink sky up on the roof, sun sinks down, no curfew. ” “ you’ve been stressed out lately. ” “ yeah, me too. ” “ something gave you/me the nerve to touch my/your hand. ”
daylight
“ my love was as cruel as the cities i lived in. ” “ everyone looked worse in the light. ” “ i’ll tell you the truth, but never goodbye. ” “ i don’t wanna look at anything else now that i saw you. ” “ i don’t wanna think of anything else now that i thought of you. ” “ and now i see daylight. ” “ i can still see it all– all of you, all of me, intertwined. ” “ i once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden, it’s like daylight. ” “ i wanna be defined by the things that i love, not the things i hate. ” “ i just think that you are what you love. ”
‘ ‘ why didn't he come and talk to me himself? ’ ’
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