what we used to have exists no longer.
Where humans interfered with Fate is where the moon become a black hole shadowed with evil and consequences.
i am a Goddess who is not a good, for i wish not for immortality but for the End.
love doesn’t come easy.
knowing what you could have had but what you never chased after is the most painful thing in the world.
the sun watches fondly as the waves are torn once more from the longing grasp of the shore.
romantic love. there are many different types.
in the vows of old,by rage or rain, precious bondsremain unbroken together untildeath reunites old loversat the feet of fate
as failure whispered in her earan anecdote about a girl who lost her head,fate found the red string around her heartand snipped it apart
watch the dreamers take the stage.