I walk the sacred wasteland, this lonely path, without understanding or companionship; my feet echo upon the barron ground and I am only fuelled by hope. I chase this dream through the sea of accusing eyes and my own raw anxieties but I have come too far to turn back;I have come too far to let this dream die. Will you walk with me?
Tuesday, 5 October 2010
Beautiful Bones
So beautiful. I cannot wait until I have bones like these women.
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