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| Rhin |
so close that i can feel the ground disintegrating beneath me. do i take a leap backwards into turmoil? unfold my wings and find my freedom? or swan dive and be nothing more than angeldust? a little more of this, and a little more of that, and the choice will no longer be mine. |
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| daxle | open your wings and glide on the wind softly | 021125 |
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| pSyche |
I can just picture it now. Leaning foward, just enough to see the waves crashing on the rocks beneath me, and then...falling. you won't get me any closer to the edge than three feet. |
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| unhinged | i think a big part of me died yesterday and even though it was a horrible bad scary part that i didn't need, it still hurts a little bit to let it go. | 050611 |