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Any posts before February 2016 can be broken. As a side-note, it amuses me to no end how my younger self views the world. Leave a comment on note on broken stuff.
Tuesday, November 22, 2016. In one dream the ab-so-lute man of my dreams was there. Those eyes that looked into my depths, and I knew in that second who he was. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,. And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down as far as I could.
THE PICTURES and WORDS OF MARK SELBY. From my home at the start of. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Twitter account. Notify me of new comments via email.
Is that at the end of the night my eyes drip with tears. For I fear of being alone. I dread not being loved and try not to be overcome by my fears. Is that I feel pain both physically and mentally, constantly. I love myself and everyone else.