Experience is a hard teacher. First comes the test, then the lesson.
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we're not kids anymore.

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almost home
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Experience is a hard teacher. First comes the test, then the lesson.
(via motivationsforlife)
Traps
She's the kind of woman most men never see, as natural as water flowing down stream, forceful yet delicate all the same. There is a way about her that calms you even without touch, smiling eyes tell of depth only achieved through heart break and even you wear that mask. On winter nights or dull cloudy days she radiates a warmth, much like that given from a fire, she is flawed but flawless all at once. There is a glow that seems to follow her into every room and everyone recognises her for it. She has sassy style that lures you to her side as if she were magnetic! Your quiet observations of her find there are vulnerabilities, to you these are the scent of injured prey yet another reason you are drawn to her. She is acutely aware of your presence and flirts with the urge you have pulsing through your veins, she finds you intriguing and wants to have you her way. What is not so obvious to the untrained eye, is that she is the hunter and you her prey. -A.M.
Last Light by decompreSEAN | LVSH
Drifting
Shadows form across my eyes, moving from left to right. My mind casts its own darkness into places beyond the reach of minds more intelligent. Severed are the thoughts once tied to emotion......... LOST is my connection to living, the ocean and time. Yet, for once I could actually feel free. -A.M.
Meh
I think about all sorts. I believe in all, as possible. But you! You are all sorts of impossible. The ultimate paradox. -A.M.