#crap?

They rarely talk. (In the past i drew them talking More.. But that's past.. Shh.)

I can't sleep for shit and I'm feeling particularly emo, so I wrote this. This is the first draft and unedited. But hey, everything I do is my first draft and unedited. I've known love Twice But I've never known trust To trust someone to love you back? I've pushed what I could to its limit But I would never know the comfort of comfort I'd never know the quiet of trust They say love hurts? It doesn't But it opens the door for what does Like Pandora's box in reverse First the moth with a soft voice Comes out speaking of hope And then her brothers crawl out Laughing Hope casts some very dark shadows But I sit here sinking in to their laughing maws Because They were right It's unfathomable how much it hurts To be right To beg and bargain To want to be wrong To need to be wrong But.. I've known love twice But I've never known trust

“No” was his response. To what, I’m not sure.

Enne'mera went overboard with her fel addiction. Eventually she was forced to stop, only to switch to bloodthistle consumption in attempt to sate her addiction.