Luther sighed as he walked up to his home. It seemed as if his birthday had been forgotten about. Worst of all, he hadn't seen Judex, Emile, or Nomori much today. So naturally, he felt a bit glum as he walked inside.
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can home
or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart
(i carry it in my heart) — e.e. cummings
