The darker nights...the cold air...the closets squeeking of boxes, waiting to fall out and strangle you with glistening ropes.
Soon, soon my dear deviants and visitors its christmas..
Okey..sure its about 2 months left but still..
The trees outside will only be silhuettes in the white, sparkling snow to the black, calm nights. Candles will light up every house and almost every garden in sight with their steady or flaky flames. Maybe in shapes of stars hanging in the windows..or maybe as lanterns in homemade icebuckets.
And when all the other trees will turn envious...there will only be one tree glistening. The christmas tree..
But since theres a few more leaves left on the trees outside...and since santa cant push his elves any more with their giftwrapping of toys (thank heavens..
But as you are waiting...Please feel free to take a stroll in my friends and my own galleries
and also
So muffins and future tinzels to you all..









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If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me. --W.H. Auden
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My gallery for the curious ones...
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If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me. --W.H. Auden
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My gallery for the curious ones...
So pretty.. *o*
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Cows are Epic. x]
~I have a-----artists block plenty of times...is that even a word?
-goes nd googles it-
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My gallery for the curious ones...
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Cows are Epic. x]
~I have a-----artists block plenty of times...is that even a word?
-goes nd googles it-
.:
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My gallery for the curious ones...
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