timothy daniel.

“What fear or wound could ever still his last defiant cry, As I stand against the shadow ‘neath the endless burning sky?”

“What fire burn within my heart and force me to contend With the perils that await me at this tragic journey’s end?”

“I have walked the road that lead to hell, I have challenged all but fate. I have fought and bled and carried on just to reach this final gate. And now the task before me looms, this dire deed undone, I shall make my stand against the three until the battle’s won?”


slap the cookie.
ill pwn you all.



make me your one... and you shall be mine...


..

the stuff.

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the hair.
the phone.
the hugs.
the dance.
the dark.
the late movies.
the girl. [i want to find]
the falling.
the winter.
the walks.
the math.
the friday eves.
the mass smiles.
the stargate.
the music.
the dance. noted!
the biting of the lip.
the way you dont touch but you still feel.
the way you hold her and she shivers.
the way you ..love.