Coffee Break (Tenuki)
: the fool, or the fool who follows him?
Bet Your Life: Part 2 Humble Abode
"my father a fool!? no shadow is a fool! just a big stupid dummy...and yet. i can't seem to stop caring about him. i'm sure he didn't mean it." amy randomly babbles, cooling down by taking a shower and venting off about shadow.
Because I sympathized with animals...
Have i been fooled? pragmatism it may not be, but can desires ever be wrong? must all passions be logical, and not aesthetic? if i desire for another, must it be of my own?
Poem: descent into madness
I know deep down inside this is only the start, if i look for escape im a fool there is only one thing now that my heart it can save one final chance to survive, to avoid a quick meet with the grave i need to find love, with light that pierces the
Selecting a Christmas tree
Just follow these directions and you can have a perfectly beautiful human in your room for weeks, remember, poems and mad libs are made by fools like levi, but only eren can make a tree.
The Soul in the Fishbowl.txt
The fools who claim to be righteous, all proven to be wretches. its heroes shown for villians, it passes to the winds. that poor soul swimming round and round the fishbowl.
A Poem
I'm a seagull compared to you, clumsy, dirty, crazy, a fool i don't know where you find my gold i've panned my whole life; i'm empty. you are the gardenia, shining in sunlight sensual, pure, distinct, and pleasing.
Introduction
Let looks don't fool you - he is kinda lazy at some points. but normally is he a active guy. his tail sways when he is thinking of something seductive, so watch out for that!
Glazed and Stubborn (Otherwise Untitled)
"i don't recall asking your opinion.", raising his left hand into a fist between himself and the husky, "..and i'm just here to glaze decorative sheep in whatever fool colors my wife wants them in."
Throwing Stones(Poem)
Tripped over him and he picked me back up i no longer had the old desires that plagued my mind i understood that i wanted him to be mine and with a kiss i knew this that the only thing that separated us was distance we danced like fools
Poem #88: Dark Tunnel
Many will call me a fool, and they could be right. but i'm drawn to that light like a moth to a flame and i'm hoping i don't get burned. even with hope, i'm afraid; and in the face of fear and doubt, all one can do is try.
For These Things I Cry
A former fortress for the wise, now overrun with fools. the dwellings of the rich are gone, while beggars line the street. and women known for compassion, are forced to eat their young. jest and enjoy your merriment, but do it somewhere else.