Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
to dungeons deep and caverns old,
the pines were roaring on the heights,
the wind was moaning in the night,
the fire was red, it flaming spread,
the trees like torches blazed with light.
Essentially what this blog is, is me. What i think, what i see, what i like seeing and what i am, In pictures words and other kinds of spam. This is my mind.. as i think it. As soon as i get a decent Camera you'll be seeing alot more comming from me as oppose to just reblogs. some Original Content as it were. :) until then.
Instagram - cybercolossus
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General Online Alias - CyberColossus -_-
twitter.com/CyberColossus:
A day late but its here #daftpunk #RAM #30STM #lovelustfaithdreams
i cant believe someone hasnt taken my tablet from me and hit me with it yet
I’m sorry what. what just happened..
My life is complete
(Source: pinkricee, via theblackchrysanthemum)
I need to catch any followers i have up on some stuff.
Ive been busy finding myself. and ive been busy writing in a Journal as well. an actual leather bound one. its a nice feeling. Now im gonna try and put my Musings into Writing. please bare with me if you are at all interested in some poetry and story telling
Free.
If we are free why does the girl who wears the baggy hoodie feel inclined to starve herself because of an image she saw on her boyfriends phone with ribs as sharp as knives cutting through her soul like she was paper. Vulnerable.
To be free is to be individual and yet the perpetual image…
