I am still alive and breathing. Excuse my inactivity. So many things are keeping me busy and away from tumblr at the moment. But life is generally good.
What if love is made and nothing else?
asked Narcissus, leaning over the green iris of water.
cried Echo from the green cochlea of the woods.
And they were both right.
And they were both lonely.
Nothing happened because I’m a fucking coward and he was way out of my league.