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I wake up to the most horrendous throbbing in my head; the light coming from the windows pierces through my skull with stabbing sensations. My b..

Fate leads him who follows it, and drags those who resist. -Plutarch

my interpretation of medusa's story

Upon her lips a lover might find the deepest of colors painted a fine red wine. A seductive smile that whispers desire eyes sparkl..

Faint, dismal, scattered light illuminating sadness tormenting this shattered life. Forever in darkness pillaging frig..

Life’s an Oxymoron itconstantly laughs at us speeding along without a care while we are left to ride the bus. Sometimes it&..

Who doesn't want to act on those naughty pleasures plaguing waking dreams?

Downcast disheartened desolate searching for love that doesn’t want to be found. Terrified timid trembling h..