*anachronism* posted a quote
October 1, 2014 1:28pm UTC
I'm just so tired and scared and sad because you don't see me the way I see you and you're t he humming in my veins while I'm just the dust on your fingertips.
Delicate* posted a quote
February 7, 2013 7:54pm UTC
Isn't it funny how we all strive to be perfect? Beauty fades. Wrinkles appear, tans grow pale. Flat stomachs will grow and thin thighs will become old. Knowledge addled by the longest years, Gorgeous voices will grow weak, then die. In the end, the entire struggle will not only be for nothing, But it will have been forgotten. And us? Our race? We are mearly dust upon the wind of an eternity.
appleloop* posted a quote
February 1, 2014 12:39pm UTC
Skin to bone, steel to rust. Ash to ashes, dust to dust. Let tomorrow have its way with the promises we made. Skin to bone, steel to rust. Ash to ashes, dust to dust. Your deception, my disgust. When your name is finally drawn, I'll be happy that you're gone. Ash to ashes, dust to dust.
She's sick of this town, she's sick of that boy Yeah she's sick of dreams that never take flight There's gotta be more than the same old story So she's gonna turn the page tonight
She's fighting back tears, she's fighting back years Of the only life she's ever known There's a future that's bright in the dead of this night, And all she's gotta do is go And turn the radio up
Its hard not to fall in love with someone. When they see mixed up parts of your soul. When they understand that darkest dustiest corners of your mind. When it's four a.m. and they call because they know you're not asleep.
its that feeling i get when i listen to country. i almost feel free and all my problems are gone in the dust. leave the pain behind and do it country style.
"You have made a place in my heart where I thought there was no room for anything else. You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones." -Robert Jordan's The Wheel of Time
"You have made a place in my heart where I thought there was no room for anything else. You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones." -Robert Jordan's The Wheel of Time