"Again she saith: I give unimaginable joys on earth, certainty, not faith, while in life, upon death."

29/M/An illusion of reality    VIEW UNCENSORED WORKS @ https://www.tumblr.com/search/reidums/recent I, Colonel Ingus, the Cunning Linguist, am at your cervix.

I don't know what I'm doing.

from dust to dust

Alaska    "She would gladly burn, for the ones that she loved.” Thank you Mrs. Forsyth

New York    Lover of beauty, cellist, painter, sad and cynical.

I just made you up to hurt myself. And it worked.

I'm only a character in Life's story.

Huddersfield    Just bleeding words