my heart was stolen. not by a griffon, not by a goblin,nor house elves or pixies. my heart was stolen by a little girl. her big blue eyes told her whole life story where she had been what she went through,what she had seen. even the tears she shed were written as they poured down.
Tag: innocense
My Angel
Her pale snow skin was illuminated with the iridescence of the silky moon overlooking her activities, she weakly hummed a chant as crimson tears cried from her wrists. Bags of emotion welling in her eyes as the razor sailed across her ocean of flesh with waves of blood, her deep brown eyes were lost and… Continue reading My Angel
love of death
I sometimes scare myself when im sat alone thinking, I have the most morbid fascinations that I feel I cannot share with anybody as they would judge me and hate me for it. Theyre nothing too extreme, vamperotica, kinky clothes and zombie films, but theyre getting more and more extreme. The heart craves what it… Continue reading love of death