home is the people we surround ourselves with
IcedCaramelCake
The Early Hours
openendings
Thirteen feet apart
TheaShop
Gazing up to the sky
Irisinally
He looketh at all high things; he is king over all the proud beasts. (1)
forget me, my dear (and my grave will sleep soundly)
jello12451
gone are the condemned, the elegies for the living (1)