“We were sullen in the sweet air, that is gladdened by the sun, bearing indolent smoke in our hearts: now we lie here, sullen, in the black mire.”
21. Aspiring substance abuse counselor. Dog lover. Christian-Shinto.
Zelda. Final Fantasy and all things anime.
Modest Mouse and Say Anything.
make me art & I'll love you.
Your wisdom cannot comprehend her: she furnishes, adjudicates, and maintains her kingdom, as the other gods do theirs. Her permutations never end: necessity makes her swift: so, often, someone comes who creates change. This is she: so often reviled, even by those who ought to praise her, but, wrongly, blame her, with malicious words. Still, she is in bliss, and does not hear: she spins her globe, joyfully, among the other primal spirits, and tastes her bliss.
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A sweet bypassing dream <3life is like a rollar coaster up one minute & spiraling down the next
Just random things going on in my life and whateva
draw pictures of me with my beloved houndoom Ifirit? :3