Jonan Yip - Chicken soup for the cynic, the fearless, the lost and the hopeful.
No really, it's all a load of shit in typed form.
No really, it's all a load of shit in typed form.
Post with 1 note
Your eyes glitter with the light of the twin moons. Your hair flaxen, flowing with the wind’s careless whisper. When you smile the world stops and stares for awhile. The words that you utter take over my mind, my soul, my everything. Human expression fails to define what I feel when I see your heart shatter. But still I stay silent, like a gargoyle, aware of the deadly ugliness within and hoping. Still hoping.
-
xxs liked this
-
verbalviolence posted this
