but i'll do my best.
new ones to come.
taken on Christmas (:
however, they are not exactly Christmasesque.
but i like them, i guess.
i'll put them up later.


PerfectionDavisville, Iowa has never been her favorite place. Although it was familiar, its lack of significance robs it from a spot on any state map. With its abundant grassy pastures and tight-knit community, the town presented a fifties-style movie scene of perfection. However, nearly six decades later, the aesthetics seemed obsolete. Or at least they do to Daphne Ashton. A metallic ringing noise filled Daphnes ears as she changed the film on her camera. A now familiar friend. Silver and nearly luminescent, the petite bell lived above the entrance to The Davisville Post where it cheerfully welcomed anyone that entered tPerfection


Hospital Bed CrawlAddiction/Hospital Bed CrawlHospital Bed Crawl
Hendrick hasnt been the same since Ophelia died. He just never really got over it. When she went, she took a part of him with her that he wont ever be able to get back. I know, I can tell just by looking in his eyes. Their former resemblance to warm coffee now takes residence over dark rings brought on by insomniatic nights. Even losing pigment in comparison to their remembered invitingness. Tainted by an unnecessary guilt its hard to see who Hendrick once was in those eyes. *** The first thing I heard were the sirens. They were audible from even 3 blocks away
xo!
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
Thank you

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LOL, Art is a bang LOL
Diedara the best
i just finished uploading all my old stuff haha
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