Didn't I know how it would go
If I knew from the start
Why am I falling apart?

I knew this was waiting for me, why does it still feel like being punched in the stomach to see him like this?

Tell me that you could see it
A ghost whose skin is porceline...

...did you really think i was talking about colours?

( My Dear Father )

Three times and counting...

It gains the more it gives
And it rises with the fall
So hand me that remote,
can't you see that all that stuff's a side-show?

I'm most sorry I have nothing to say that anyone wants to hear.

( So I won't trouble you with it. )

I wrote a fairytale. Or rather, part of a fairytale.

( The Crusader's Tower. Part 1. )

...but i must exorcise my anger at you somehow ( Read more... )

Black like her horse and like her veil ( Read more... )

I wanted to write an entry but really I just wanted an excuse to claim this icon as my very own. MY ICON. I'm the only person bad enough to deserve it ( Read more... )

All of the old guard are leaving, it feels like, drifting away and wandering into the hills. I am not sure what I think of this. It is the nature of humans to change, yes, but how much change can a person undergo before they cease to be themselves? I'm not one of the old guard (only Karigan and Boromir can be called that in any honesty around this ( Read more... )