

The JourneyThe JourneyThe Journey
At first, it was like a journey through deserts. No one was around, and the dunes rose and fell. Time passed, moon after moon, Sunrise, sunset, and each more stunning than the last. It took time to find the oasis, but when I did the warmth of the sun no longer wore me out. Now the warmth was comforting. The arms of my new lover wrapped around me in a hug so gentle. It felt like sanctuary, this unconditional love that no one could remove me from. This safe place, this silent retreat that seemed to go on for eternity. Eternity is long time, and we promised each other, fore
| 6 foot 5, dark in appearance, light in personality, exceptionally vain and insane! If it's art related, I'm interested, and the only form of art I'm not good at (in fact, I'm bloody terrible at it!) is dance... I'm a student (which says a lot in its own right), I'm one of those guys who is just romantic through and through, but also the "king of cheesiness" according to an ex, but I also manage to pull it off I think way too much and way too deeply into things that really don't need to be thought about. Most of my thoughts and ideas seem to defy normal logic (yet still work in some weird and abstract way) and seem to be about random topics that came out of nowhere and have no relevance to life, the universe or anything, especially anything relevant at the time, and generally occur in the stupidly early hours of the morning. I think the rest of the information you might want is located in the box below this one! Any questions? Just ask... |
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This isn't vanity - this is art!
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This isn't vanity - this is art!
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hello . my name is clara! ll my journal
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This isn't vanity - this is art!
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hello . my name is clara! ll my journal
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This isn't vanity - this is art!
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hello . my name is clara! ll my journal
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