One time, I found a sad angel. No, a weeping angel. She was sad because she wanted comfort. She never had felt warmth. She was even sadder when I said I couldn’t give it to her. Ever since birth I was cursed with the curse of stone. Everything i touched turned to stone. If I told her shed be even sadder. So I prayed and hoped that I can comfort her. Then I got a sensation in my hands and I thought it was a sign. I slowly touched her and she smiled but soon frowned when she was turning solid. She covered her eyes in fear and finally got fully transformed into a statue. Living in a split second. Living in a moment we can never ever see. Not with are eyes open. But who can see angels? And the correct way to start this story was, one time I created a weeping angel.
This is more dramatic than any Lana Del Rey song
We all agree that this is the best video right?
everything will be explained later
OH SHIT BBC1
Oh bloody hell
SHIT BBC1 INVOLVED WITH THE POST
♫♪ ᏊεɭᎧɱε Ʈℴ ℳƴ ℕɨǥᏲｨɱɑɾε ♥
☀ For a quick second I was thinking about changing it but then I’m ” Why would you do that?” So I caught myself before I fell.
Thank you very very much, Sir Jefferson! Have a Merry Thanksgiving!!!
That tag. I’m crying so hard.