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Love is here, thoughts"When you think that love is gone,
it will find you, no matter where you hide,
no matter where you run, it will find you,
but when you realize that you cant have
it and you want it, thats when you see
the true heart".
Arma de dos filos, esperanza de dios, razon por la cual luchar, sacrificio por alguien mas, son sobrenombres o sinonimos que se le dan al amor o algunos de ellos, el amor puede sanar o destruir el corazon y alma de una persona, es nuestra mas grande fuerza y al mismo tiempo nuestro peor punto debil, sin importar de que manera tratemos de evadirlo, nos llega de una manera u otra.
Little Angel, thoughts "When an angel falls from divine hand,
the grace and happinnes could desapair
and the little angel can go to oblivion,
but if there is a little light of hope,
of fait, the angel can still open
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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