flalinley
I struggle under the weight of my own demons. At some point, everything that keeps me going will collapse and I wont know how or want to proceed. I am afraid of this day.
You never hear of women holding people captive. Except for actresses, they have captive audiences.
Castles are an unclean yet beautiful place to live. The draft through the rock wall, the uncleanable nooks and crannies. Amazing. I'd risk the dirt to live in one.
Fans have a real pack mentality that I never know what to do with. Am I jealous of their unwavering loyalty? Do I think they are lemmings to an all powerful organization?