Yo @KFCSA your app took our money and didn't place the order.
None of your ppl know what's happening. Your call center isn't answering calls.
Unacceptable
If I set my palms in trine, and place them to the pouring rain, would you do the same, #furrow your forehead to mine in quiet orison and fall back in, to love and lust and the story of us, read and write old sins anew, as lovers do, if I place my palms to rain in trine? #vss365
Life happens, people miss things that will happen again. The autumn leaves dipped in honey, paint the sunset in a mess of red, yellow and orange. Most of the time we miss it and this happens everyday, that's how people miss people, they keep happening but never in the same way.
She uses Google earth to see the sea where she once lived. The tiny house long replaced by rows of cafรฉs and hotels. She pours over the rocks on the shoreline, the pavement where she skinned her knee. She wonders if anyone found the remains of her dog, buried in the yard. #vss365
Everywhere I go, a sea of faces. None of them yours. Cigarette butts discarded.None touched your lips. A man walked by in a leather jacket, I thought I smelled your shampoo but I know it couldn't have been you. Years have passed along with you but the pain is still fresh. #vss365
The love affair between the moon and the sea spanned eons and lightyears. The moon's gentle, constant love sent ripples across oceans, created tides and eroded cliffs. Two love bound hearts rendering yesterday, today and tomorrow; miles and kilometres in a single beat.
#vss365
Truth is, I am never alone. Even when I am sitting all by myself on the roof at 3am, gazing at the starless sky, I am surrounded by a #sea of ghosts. Ghosts of people and connections who left my life a long time ago yet stayed with me forever.
#vss365
@JDGreysonwrites I met Dawn
At the graveyard
Pulled Night
Across my shoulders
Sending stars skittering
Among headstones
Your name etched
Wrenched, torn
I hid my pain
In dark grey clouds
Raindrops or tears
Nothing makes sense
The moon furrowed a powdery brow. "Those humans have such a penchant for violence and greed. Who would've thought that such tiny beings could wreak such havoc?" She put on a bright smile, hoping to inspire even 1 person through the thick smog. #vss365
The moon furrowed a powdery brow. "Those humans have such a penchant for violence and greed. Who would've thought that such tiny beings could wreak such havoc?" She put on a bright smile, hoping to inspire even 1 person through the thick smog. #vss365