THE LEGEND OF ZELDA: OCARINA OF TIME (1998)

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THE LEGEND OF ZELDA: OCARINA OF TIME (1998)
“Do it ugly, do it scared, do it first”
“Her words cut like daggers, and let's just say she had perfect aim."
Was I wrong to speak? Was I wrong to act? I don’t know. All I know now is that something doesn’t feel quite right
Apologies for the lack of content in this blog. A lot of life has gotten in the way but I’m ready to start slowly coming back with new content
I ache for a passion only you can answer
I wish to be loved, I wish to be hungered, I wish for someone to be on the brink of madness if they can’t as so much taste my flesh against their lips in every other breath
The most intimate thing someone can do is stay
Because of you I will never be the daughter you miss but the son you hate
"She was worshipped in ways only found in holy scriptures dedicated to gods"
You told me I could walk on water just to be the one who ended up drowning me
Her kisses stir an animal inside me
"Every part of my identity is made up of grays. I wish I could find solace in the solids but my very soul will not allow it."
"We are not human. We do not fear change, for that is all nature is; beautiful change, over and over again."
hope is so dangerous and yet, without her life is not worth living for, is it?
religion has a way of slipping through our fingers and yet, it always seems to find us again in the most unlikely places. I know I found it again in her eyes.