Mar 26, 2014
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Genesis 3:19
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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Genesis 3:19
I kissed her cheek then, because I feared to do it and though common sense may occasionally bind me, I'll be fucked if fear will.
Jorg Ancrath
Memory is all we are. Moments and feelings, captured in amber, strung on filaments of reason.
Jorg Ancrath
Tell me, tutor. Is revenge a science, or an art?
Jorg Ancrath
Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.
Jace Wayland
Did God ever cry over his lost angel, I wonder?
Ancrathian
There is something brittle in me that will break before it bends.
Jorg Ancrath
I'd rather run with a friend in the dark than walk alone in the light.
Ancrathian