Man I hope I don't live to be 84.
Go do him some honor and pick up a book.


She BurnsShe stood there on the side walk in her pajamas, silent. There was nothing left but a pile of wet, steaming ashes and she watched it as if it would suddenly transform, come alive again. She had been waiting for the last three hours. The fireman had tried to get her to leave when she had first arrived, something about how she shouldn't see everything. Then the medics tried to get her to leave when they pulled her sister's body out from what was their bedroom. It was smeared with black, and red where the flames had gotten to her, but was still her sister. There was nothing left of her mother except some ashes towards the back of the pile of herShe Burns
by ~Iliuthenin
by `gilad
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You make the future
Gallery: [link]
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~ Andy ~
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I want a Queen made of Alabaster...
And a King made of Chrome.
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~ Andy ~
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Rage, rage against the dying of the light ~ Dylan Thomas
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