Sullen Riot
Drunk off night skies...
Will forever be missing a piece of my heart, and the rest of it belongs to my little girl, Dahlia Avallyne.. RIP Billy/Daddy.
"...there was a girl, emphasis on the L, she was noticing the detail as well...."
dead-likeme is my gay husband.
rocks-tonic-juice-magic is my sister & best friend.
Memory can tell us only what we were, In company with those we loved; It cannot help us find out what each of us, Alone, must now become.
Yet, no person is really alone; Those who live no more still echo Within our thoughts and words, And what they did has become
Woven into what we are.
FYI...I take no credit for most of what I post. I do sometimes post photos, but if its not labled as such, I claim no responsibility for creating it. I am not so much worried about followers, as I am about having a space where I can collect my thoughts and visual aid.
"..Got used to the feeling of falling But you'll never see her following Bouncing back and forth between the healing and the hollering Riding the outer ring of your own private saturn Thoughts scattered all across the grey matter..."
Will forever be missing a piece of my heart, and the rest of it belongs to my little girl, Dahlia Avallyne.. RIP Billy/Daddy.
"...there was a girl, emphasis on the L, she was noticing the detail as well...."
dead-likeme is my gay husband.
rocks-tonic-juice-magic is my sister & best friend.
Memory can tell us only what we were, In company with those we loved; It cannot help us find out what each of us, Alone, must now become.
Yet, no person is really alone; Those who live no more still echo Within our thoughts and words, And what they did has become
Woven into what we are.
FYI...I take no credit for most of what I post. I do sometimes post photos, but if its not labled as such, I claim no responsibility for creating it. I am not so much worried about followers, as I am about having a space where I can collect my thoughts and visual aid.
"..Got used to the feeling of falling But you'll never see her following Bouncing back and forth between the healing and the hollering Riding the outer ring of your own private saturn Thoughts scattered all across the grey matter..."
