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I completely understand the urge to kiss him
He's so kissable oughrhbrgdh πππ
(I wan a kith too π³/not forcing)
Kramzzles many names
πWhat is a Galaxy without the planets and Stars which reside inside it? He wants to be a safe space for all children who are in a bad place physically and mentally- somewhere they can rely on, Grow, Be loved, Have a chance in this cruel world. He may be the grand holder of life but said life doesn't think of him much as they do themselves, they explore his domain but always eventually leave always welcomed back for if they return. To even himself, he is not the most important aspect of this relationship... He only wants to hold up his precious Stars
πΎπΎ It's simply an old legend to scare kids into being good, not real! Yet for some reason the neighborhood bully has gotten a change of attitude... It's subtle but they are trying to be kinder and open up, they don't fully remember why... Things just seem to be getting better in their life....
Another odd instance, your childhood friends' life seems to be getting awkwardly worse- they're pushing through it the best they can but it's almost like fate is TRYING to help them but doesn't know how...it's all too freaky
[Data corrupted-Can't find reasoning]
*malicious laughter echoes around the area as glowing eyes duck behind a tree barely in your view.... You feel like....
You...REALLY....don't want to know something.....*
π© I think I should finally start drawing this pathetic excuse of a man
When I said: "You'll outlast me, you live more carefully." He said: "Write out what you want to." Ok, it's hard to say I knew him well, He was enigmatic to himself. Which of us was more aware? Which the elder? I was born November fifth. He on October 13th - a few weeks premature, you following me? He was born three weeks before me, my dear, But he was a premature baby. Were we both conceived at the same instant? February 5th 1941, the dead middle of winter, In the heart of World War Two Was I born at the right time? For 70 years his arm has been around my shoulder, He's dazzled me with gifts. I nurtured him in his youth. He brought me into prominence. I taught him to sing. He connected my voice to the world. I made him tall. All of our personal belongings are intertwined. We say it's exhausting to compete, But we shine for each other. It's still our favourite game. It goes on, this embrace, whether I speak for him or he for me: Love ruled our lives. It rules the mourners, And the winter of longevity.
Art Garfunkel's Poem performed at Paul Simon's 70th Birthday Party, 2011
Asked what Simon's reaction was, he admitted: "I don't know - he was at the other side of the room. I dared not look."