here’s where the story ends July 3 / AntiJenX / 1 Comment fifty~two. (the end) {here’s where the story ends ~ the sundays}
She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars. June 24 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments fifty~one. (hands) {stardust~neil gaiman}
An Angel who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards. June 17 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments fifty. (self) ~good omens
“I like cinnamon rolls, but I don’t always have time to make a pan. That’s why I wish they would sell cinnamon roll incense. After all I’d rather light a stick and have my roommate wake up with false hopes.” June 13 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments forty~nine. (drizzle) ~mitch hedberg
i’m gonna make your mouth a sunny sundae smile June 3 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments forty~eight. (smile) ~sunny sundae smile my bloody valentine
They are dead; but they live in each Patriot’s breast, And their names are engraven on honor’s bright crest. May 27 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments forty~seven. (stones) ~The Battle of Lovell’s Pond Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It was all very well to say `Drink me,’ but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. May 20 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments forty~six. (small) ~alice’s adventures in wonderland lewis carroll
“You’re heading into the badlands. It’ll be easy to get lost.” May 13 / AntiJenX / 1 Comment forty~five. (bloody) ~Mac to Dresden, Changes Jim Butcher
whenever it rains you will think of her May 6 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments forty~four. (girl) ~strange neil gaiman
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.” May 2 / AntiJenX / 2 Comments forty~three. (together) ~anais nin
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