the flowers of yesteryear that wither today
jello12451
gone are the condemned, the elegies for the living (2)
true to oneself.
oceanbleue
aurora / so let us change the world, a little at a time. (1)
moonstones and heartstrings
soverane
they should call you sugar (cause you're so sweet to me)
snowblum (caelestial)
judge, jury, executioner