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Anybody seen my baby?
Hindsight~
I flee from doom again as these mousetraps leave me stumbling wounded after. I ran past you if I recall, but only as menace to an outwitted brawl. Not even perhaps a carne asada did I behold in a timely manner and with another mocha still advised of a guest I failed to capture. Then when all was almost certain, malevolence broke once again inbetween.
You seem so sweet to me yet under monochrome we seem to tumble. Hindsight braves a mighty role on the steps of our encounter. I loiter in thoughts flagged execution and though this tale be tried as false it now weighs market dark. Thus words and images gone forbidden as the phantom reach renounces them and though trailed it seems I be, I remain for them, [not] just another target.
When will I learn to trust the reason that preludes before I conclude? My imagination waterfalls as I read to mind the wrong reaction. I lay cold 'neath bladen sheets and a feline hair companion only to contemplate darkest thoughts that be. My words now deemed illegal have fabricated further influence it may seem. Aethereal lays further now as stalemate conjures a moments block between. For this I promise no doubt-I shall undo revert and bring him crumbling down; as for his handler, I know now whom you are. None shall ever hinder dreams that once bestowed when told by universal crown.
I mark today another chapter: one of strive and deprive. I glimpse at shattered gifs once laid wide open and between the red dress coffee beans and a gentleman's layover, I thought I chose true; but my mind intervened as voi2e travels far beneath. A nueron love that blooms is the only seed remains from forgotten leaves that stem wavelength parabola. Inertia swamps over me as I thrust in rage a moment blasphemy. I am the fool who trusts and yet further learn that I still must. If only to declare another chance to fuel arms creativity as its all the artillary I've ever deemed. Pages falling (can you hear them scream?).
In greyscale I remain before sepia doorsteps only to see beyond what lies for me. In a moment far allude an orix befalls before me for a chance to find that greater part in me. This bad girl came to claim a dream she so desired when I rose from ashes before her recietal. When elites spawn onto me she stands a soul survivor. In love I hover lowly in search for my mariposa and though I have fallen from decree, I am forever grateful to have once been laiden over thee...
Anything is Possible...
πειρασμός
Under moonlight I endure rapid paces of heart as I tremble thoughts befallen you. As I am struck by electronic waves unforseen, I shake only to coil beneath tired blankets. I am both cold and frozen and rather distraught with disbelief of an image monochrome I implore to see none and unprojected. The phantom reach has taken two forms as one sheds havoc upon the dearest dreams I hold. I've gone shattered without you near and know the breaking of soul is like solar fires beyond my atmosphere as they intrude the digital entry that defines the bits within.
Revert on the dance floor came with this in mind as he prepared to mark my candle unholy with forbidden knowledge I've long rejected. As I stayed stll, a brave companion once like foe whispered of songs to the wrong contender but now stands greater as inverted from wrong he hath now done. The waltz was lit in heavy rain as soldiers stood strong. As it were the one with greater the sacrifice to be made is the one whom stands taller after all.
Latte trees adorn me as does the snow covered 'sill. Light bleams crimson through winter frost as to beckon fire as to carry on. I do recall a lady fair whom caught attention elusive when she wore dress tight as bark as it penciled down to earth before I gambled a parade only to fall short of her encounter. On my way home agent ice stood before and while others celebrate he unwrapped metal with bare hands as I glanced a second before I took the path I knew and would be back led astray only to fail later on again.
I begotten mully's on a giving I delivered pie to the wrong family. In this evening dusk she came to bare the beauty of her lady fair. Yet my sadness weighed deep within and in foresight (game of pool) I missed cue. Payaso stood a brisk as I fumbled through the crowded floor. The sight of that one empty seat gave this evening blight. So I left only to offend a lady cordial as I bid this night goodnight. If shots be known, I'd give all to whom stayed. I'll come to find you before another day.
Ornaments guild way as I explore for the safest place to keep. Having been exciled from the city of neon lights I've alotted on sepia doorsteps. The return of the raven sweeps when memoirs cease the clouds upfront. Though in eklipse she further got. Ado a flight, she morrowed macchiato when I least expected much. I stand lowly before such opportune lost. Even so the gentleman whom I mistook came to overlook the man in beast. He towered digital worlds apart as to read and intervene. And as he hails, firefly lies dormant above rooftops that are no longer known to crimson roads.
In an evening when ghouls come out to play I saw an angel whose eyes that smoke spoke to me in ways I could not yet conceive. Her mysterious ways vibrated here within before and never with such a heavy flutter I have yearned. It is in the flames we burn that we now shine. In hollow greyscapes I've been dubbed [monochromantic] for only you I'll colour for.
"Esquirto en las estrellas te encontre. Pase lo que pase, siempre estare a tu lado, yari."
Bird and the Butterfly
The ever-persistant, fluttering bird hovered down to sing to her- not knowning what was to transpire he might've sang another day.
So it now betold that in this particular moment; his only doing was to comfort in presence of her skies turned grey.
A tale threshold of this honest bird and the butterfly whom he admired. The great curiousity for her splendid wings, little bird sought and so desired.
It was this winter eve early bird fled to catch his favorite worm. So it betold this curious nature and admiration became reason to amourn.
For her delicate wings sailed across the sky who woke mountains high with ave maria sung in merit and brought comfort in the air as it inspired unrivaled spirit for her reflection he adore.
Her essence seemed so great that it inspired the young bird to fly close to and by her side. And he did for many months had passed and their wings felt secured and unified.
She was embellished with the finest flowers residing on the little bird's nest; upon tallest tree tops, over highest mountains, under great falling waters -showcasing gaia's very best.
"Such a beautiful voice that comes from thee..." She spoke once or twice to he. "But you are to feather as I am to moth, so I must confine our distance on this branch for this reason I stand aloft.
"Don't go my beautiful creature, I live once and once alone and you are worth my song and respect." Chirps the silent bird, "Let it be known that all this place has no beauty without you in retrospect."
But fate had its way when the virtuously perfect creature's wings were torn by fatal adoration of the bird whose only intention hold was her luminous flight and thus destroyed by his admiration.
The dark clouds roared in outrage and the heaven bolts struck upon them. The tiny bird lost unsightly essence of his butterfly within debris and thus to end seeks amend of torn wings in hopes of finding true credence.
Nothing is Certain...
Lights Out Artemis~
Where does the night blurr december in a winter far from norm? I rumble through ashes of thought before knightfall only to dust my keyboard and conjure a click atone. Inspiration was torn from me days before I introduced catrinas to a crowded floor. It is why thou must remember rain before november when an animal played drums, mary dawned blasphemy and a dirty lil minion drank to boot.
A couplet days came passing and luchadores wrestled within my convoy as I remained unconscious of an attack lacking execution that failed prevail. So escorted I walked with a fancy dame for passage of ancestral celebrations and as I looked at them; they looked(at you).
Then the feline wonders as the rearview mirror stays put. I stumble my dance with rhetoric for perpetrators have intruded these studio walls. Warfare hymns phsycologically after waves of royal blue rise above stone as foreshadowed blazing true. In this night, stripe filled windowsills skyscrape rather near.
I recall a wheeled man acting such a'fool only to test my compassion through. Though I became fierce, I reasoned much the latter. "Why do you sit still on streets filled moonlight?" I asked of him. "If you are not well, please inform. If you are, goodnight to you!" I must go.
As time moves on with head held high, questions of precedence will confine. In a moment provoked I drop a chill with hydro minds as to deny trust for it once turned raven when in refuge I felt compromised. Qouth doth the black bird that all shall surface and a belief in honor will unite further fortitude. Still in crimson pose stood a lady fair whose sight nurtured brighter hues. Polarized I rose where she in mind circled and forever bloomed.
Nowhere to roam I felt free of the shackles I once longed dismantle. Before citizen excile in the dark of night they will hunt and shine the brightest white as to remind that your time is done. If will proves stronger yet- the phantom reach shall take two forms. Those whom lost and those whom have further grown. Retrospect eyes once deceived will be looking back to those in need.
Then came to strike- with not a name to woo but in olive she looked well and complimented the more I took. As she held her margharita in hand, she perfected smile. So I spoke to her of the gentle rhyme between space and synergy for those whom stand alone. October brew in hand, I well remind whom coco loves and of dreams that spin "hello gorgeous!" mending web reality...
Flatline ~
Rinse nonexistant to the developer upon my sheets only to burn against my skin; sleep akin to ladybane knows little from where she thrives. Yet the scent familiar reminds of yesteryear's darkroom trials and now feel the beat beneath has stopped and the darkness once evaded casts elevated. I look for crimson bulbs to guide my way as I scan through negatives bestowed upon me. I remember a gentleman turned angel keeping tabs of what's to come. Even as it is strategized how the game shall dawn- an Ayer of breath still withdrawls.
I recall a darkness nigh' that coiled beneath as it disentagled glimpses of truth despite the horror bound. Now precedent with no moral shine I stand before glacier powers only to project their filmstrip gone haywire. Just as there are men, there are cowards and I'll have the latter forfeit once and all. Enlightenment births at a rapid pace thus hope must never falter. So bleak between black and white I further understand the monochrome they failed decipher. If only you knew how they love to parry so unchary as I stand with your blade in hand.
Between a moment of sin and virtue we became...
"I'll never forgive myself for what they've..."
I would'nt anything less to find you at all." I respond.
As I entered your corazon loteria, I was welcomed by the conscious within true fairytale form. Princess weeps and drowns for memories once reflected as she reads his scroll benign to thee: The seven seas tint burgundy and induce toxicity for those we need. The fire burns chaotically and marred of life and though flares guild pain, the burden melts away as sisyphus moves mountains when believed neath God's bay.
Ten before Ten. Shock before Two. Moments of silence I'm found dead. Flatline preludes mountainous strides as death recedes us when in glory we rise. The story ends near complete as this evening skull dreams when catrinas whisper. At the end of our mortal lifescape a silver gleam will ride the edge of both darkness and light. Always to welcome this path vast untravelled and though I've been unjustly marked as threat, I once recalled being only sought after...