MSi parlano di Te le prime luci dell'alba in quel velo di silenzio lucido di brina. Rimango in ascolto dell'anima rinasce insieme al sole cullata dal sogno appena svanito in una notte scura e umida.corpions_Here In My Heart!
When my quill runs dry of my blood, when my voice no longer hints of silent screams, when my backstory is all washed out and crusted over by the salt of old tears; when you stare into my eyes and I see nothing through yours; when all I write are emails and applications; when all
IA find transgenders quite narcissistic which is again a defense mechanism.lso the exaggerated haircut and the hyperfocus on perception by peers and authority figures is exactly what causes it.
AMnd why is this “argument” only brought up when it’s about someone not liking a story?ost of the time, fiction isn’t supposed to work exactly like the real world. That’s never been the purpose of fiction for all of humanities existence, I’m pretty sure of that.
""Take the gun at least, for god's sake." The guard's voice cracked with terror."I'll take it from here," the villain said, to someone outside. "Thank you. You can shut the door on the way out."
Yes, sir," came an anxious reply. "Are you..."
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