Please go comment on new and old pictures (again).
ADD ME. K<3you bye.


Hell found me.Hell found me.Hell found me.
Many of us spend our lives contemplating the transition from life to death. Some go about it the silent way, only allowing their minds to linger on the subject in the dead of the night. Others pretend to take it lightly, conquering the matter aloud; jesting. The one thing that we all have in common, however, is uncertainty.
"Heaven," I hear the eldery women speak from my position in the back of the pews on Easter Sunday. "Will I get there?" She looks to the priest as if he has all the answers, her tones hopeful. The man places his smooth hand over her wrinkled one in an act of comfort. "Why don't you tell
And I miiiiiss you.
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Hope is only an illusion.
curious?
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"I've made peace with the falling leaves. I see their same fate in my own body." Bright Eyes
I love your cat pictures - I have quite a few photos of my own in my gallery.
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~Bdeath
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I want to play "see how many lesbians can I French kiss before one of them figures out I'm a boy."
I love your photographs.
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Here, have a piece of *pi*
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evolution a fatuous phenomenon descending reincarnation of ignorance within withering souls,
violence in the name of holiness a meaning misplaced into empty voids of pestilence,
fallacies sculptured into fictitious worshiped gods of falsified promises
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