First "it" took me by the heart, with a smile, and made me feel like I could do any thing,
then IT got the worst of me, and made me turn to the devil-side of me, a human.
After that, the thing gave me my scratching, bright purple/ reddish green and yellow burning flame of wires and electricity revolving around it. Which was the weight of "The statue of liberty," pulling my my hair.
With fortitude, I realized I was not meant to have any one love me, for that i was cursed with the devils curse of rejection.
And so Christian walk away with the golden locked girl as I stood from a distance behind the board....
The connection between me and it, was beyond the knowledge of his own, for that I love him, and he wanted to help me, i wanted to too... I tried but he walked away with the golden locked girl again before i could show him...
Then, I loved IT.. no matter what stinging sensation IT may deliver through my heart, I would try to make IT happy and try to improve to be with HIS innocent, and calm face.
This time LUCK didn't want the artist to be with IT...
I might regret it , but I loved him almost more than Harrison. But things like that don't come back easily, they either stay or they go...












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"when someone quotes the old poetic image about clouds gradually uncovering the moon, slowly loosen knot by knot the strings of your robe. like this"
(Rumi)
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Digital Art, Art & Web Design · Photography · Henna
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"when someone quotes the old poetic image about clouds gradually uncovering the moon, slowly loosen knot by knot the strings of your robe. like this"
(Rumi)
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Have you ever had one of those days when you feel like you are going to trip on everything?
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Love is like a Roller Coaster.
You pay good money to be thrown around and when you least expect the ride is over and you are throwing up outside.
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"when someone quotes the old poetic image about clouds gradually uncovering the moon, slowly loosen knot by knot the strings of your robe. like this"
(Rumi)
***ragatilang***
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"when someone quotes the old poetic image about clouds gradually uncovering the moon, slowly loosen knot by knot the strings of your robe. like this"
(Rumi)
***ragatilang***
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..:: If a turtle loses its shell, is it naked or homeless? xD ::..
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