

Drift - An The Dreamer FanficSince the frontal and limbic areas of the brain are concerned with emotion, memory and... So boring, Bea thought with a mental sigh, leaning into her palm. Mrs. Hale cleared her throat and continued on, dryly. ...arousal... Sleep and boredom were dragging at her eyelids and she closed them in a blink, Mrs. Hales voice washing over her. These behaviours might be more prevalent in our dreams simply because of the location in the brain they originate from... His breath was hot against her ear, voice pitched low, with a hint of smug amusement to it. ..Drift - An The Dreamer Fanfic


Too LateIt's too late, buddy. Your attempts at appeasement on this post-fuck armchair have long since lost their strength. It's too late for sweet words and oh-so-fucking soft kisses - too late for you to try to win this oh-so-dirty fight. You thought you'd won - I thought you'd won. We both saw predator and prey and knew which we were, and I was falling for your flights of fancyToo Late


What Are You Going Through?Her wordsWhat Are You Going Through?
Talk of riddles
Ink glistens The letter in the Sunday Times, I wish I could understand Braille and mime...
Her words The pavement face Ink slowly dries The secrets between the lines, I wish I could understand What you are going through...
She can believe that she's useless, The mailman knows what she's going through She can believe that she's helpless, The mailman can help her through, There's a letter in the post box With a secret that is bound to make a difference, There's a man in uniform With a hand
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"I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy."
[Charles Baudelaire]
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"Człowiek kij z lasu"
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find me a storm where the wild winds blow.
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xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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