my heart is a thousand years old...

...I am not like other people.

I like beautiful melodies,

telling me terrible things.

{manic}

"I don't believe in a fairy tale end 

I don't keep my head up all of the time

And I find it dull when my heart meets my mind"

"Morning was mocking us, blood hit the sky,

I was just happy, my manic and I."

"And birds were singing to calm us down

And birds were singing to calm us down....."

LM

There's something haunting all my love.

There's nothing good I'm thinking of.

Still I'm gilded and groomed.

Gliding into the room,

Saying such bold and beautiful things.

But there's something dark inside of me.

before and after you

There seemed to be two worlds.

The one before you...

And the one after you.

foxy

playing with charcoal

When she is alone in the rooms 

I hear her humming to keep herself from thinking

Work Space

charcoal