GRB090423
Lover of Poetry “Love conquers all," Aphrodite promised. "Look at Helen and Paris. Did they let anything come between them?" "Didn't they start the Trojan …
M/nyc
these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …
Lost in my own mind
Lost within myself...don't bother trying to find me...you'll just get lost trying to find me... I've got to many things hidden, they are slowly killing …