Love to love, not to be loved. Take every waking opportuntity that comes your way. Do not let it escape for once it is gone, it is lost. Must you be so stubborn? The world does not revolve around you! Revolve around others. Shine in their midst. Love like no other. |
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This is exactly my mood at the moment and what Im trying to tell her, only without the nice words
Ill let her know this one as the last evort im putting into it, and ill see how she reacts to it
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Breathe.
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Tch.......
Lata. ~SonicGurl~
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Breathe.
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CLICK THIS DELICIOUS
PuraTuri, my baby
有村竜太朗
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Breathe.
I was right to reccomend you to the Lost Boys, Miss Scarlet.
Your insight here - my thoughts exactly.
Your story here, my own.
These words - inscribed within me.
It was ever so.
A heart that understands such things is a treasure indeed. To be valued and cherished.
It brings light. And with that light... hope and understanding.
Well done.
I wish you ...Sanctuary.
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It may seem from so many things I say that the light within me has faded but I know it is still there. I just seems that is gets fainter and fainter by the day...with every piercing strike and every hardened blow. I am knocked to the ground and I get up but every time.................slower.
Understanding is what I seek...strength is what I long for. I want the looks of pity to vanish for I have no use of them.
You understand, do you not? I hope so...many do not seem to yet I know THEY are out there.
Dear Tivius...
I do not even know you but...........you seem to care. I thank you for that.
And I beg your pardon but.............................of the Lost Boys..........I am a lost one among them. I do not understand what I am to do, what is going on.
*sighs and looks away to the distance with long hair all askew*
Might you be of assistance to help me understand?
*looks at you with pleading blue grey eyes*
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Breathe.
A faith in you has already been shown. A love for you grows - even now.
And mayhap soon.. a legacy. Yours.
I believe in you. Do you ?
*Smiles playfully and tilts his head - watching you from the ether-screen suspended above his bed*
Your questions, young Miss, lead to quests.
And those quests lead each of us to the Knowing of You.
The Telling of You.
The Sum of You.
Me ?
I am a haphazerdous wind, who can guide no one now. My own story ends before this month is out.. and then, Rest for me. I welcome the end of my age.
But the new Captain of the Lost Boys may have thoughts which inspire and guide with the wisdom and enthusiasm of a child's heart. Trust Inno.. and give your loyalty and faith to kin and kindred here.
Your story and theirs will intertwine - forming a fellowship.
All artists and poets, musicians and muses --- such creatures of creation, are formed of One ring.
Bound, thusly.
To Create Beauty is Divine. C'est la vie.
Embrace thine gift and be generous of wit and light in heart ! Love Still Lives. Do you not feel it ?
I think you do ! Maybe yours to give. Perhaps yours to be given. And somedays Pirate Lass... yours to steal ! We Boys are not without our good mischief !
But we also know that to champion Hope is good.
And I've little doubt that you, my new friend, are quite capable.
I've seen your works. Already, you are larger than the sum of One.
Ask Inno where you are needed... and what it all means. Or even --as ever -- trust in our mercurial fey, the everwinged Muffy. Aye.
Or perhaps go down Muffys list and introduce yourself to The Named Lost amoung you - for we are more and more in number, and knowing who sails with you is always good for a party !
You are in excellent company. Be joyous and elegant and fierce ! Steal the day and leave no star behind ! This is your charter... and "Give Comfort to those in need" -- the purpose of our design.
And please... accept the apologies of me, your late mate. ^ ^
I'm not quite here anymore.
Some might argue that I never was... * laughs quietly, letting his eyes flicker aqualine*
Good. That is what happens to dreams.
They become a child's song, blossomed into the wind on a late Fall day... sung carelessly and without inhibition. Merely~ a~ melody.
I aspire to be such a thing, soon enough.
*~ And all that shall remain of me is the name,
-- the love,
... and the memories of such wonderful Summer days ~*
Be well, clever Scarlet. I shall be watching you from my post with what little time I have left.
And smiling at this Grand Adventure.
I dream of you. Each of you.
And tumble into slumber each night -- singing myself to sleep.
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