My name is cody, Im 16 and just started to date this wonderful girl.
Just call me Sneaky Birdman.
| The silence that guards the tomb does not reveal God's secret in the obscurity of the coffin, and the rustling of the branches whose roots suck the body's elements do not tell the mysteries of the grave, by the agonized sighs of my heart announce to the living the drama which love, beauty, and death have performed. |
A desire to resist oppression is implanted in the nature of man. - Tacitus
Bands:
MY ABSOLUTLY FAVORITE SONG EVER IS By "Death cab for cutie" And its called " I Will follow you into the dark"
3oh!3- Seen in Concert
The postal service
hollywood undead
eyes set to kill
The Offspring
Dropkick murphys
Anti-Flag- Seen in Concert
Nofx- Seen in concert
Flogging Molly - Seen in concert
Underoath- Seen in concert
A day to remember- Seen in concert
The White Tie affair- Seen in concert/ Also met
Attack! Attack!- Seen in concert
Chiodos- Seen in concert
The Devil Wears Prada- Seen in concert
Silverstein- Seen in Concert
Tat- Seen in concert
Hello goodbye
All Time Low- Seen in concert
Bad Religion- Seen in concert
What can the love in my soul be compared to another wonderful soul which is so far and yet so close of my self?
What can this symbiosis between two souls can be?
What can love be when you feel you cannot sleep at night, that every drop of dew becomes a crystal in your heart, when every breeze of wind has magical meanings?
What can love be when you feel that you want nothing more in this world that to be with the soul you love?
But what can love be in other transcendental realities? What about our souls?
Are our souls a waterfall, a true Niagara or a smile, a flirt of an angel? Are our souls a mere mood of a fairy or a lightening in a summer rain?
Our souls could be all of this and much more. But what really happens in that transcendental reality when we feel we are truly in love, that we love so much that it hurts? That the air in the room is unbreathable, that the sentimental, spiritual or physical distances kill us? What happens when dawn find us sadder than ever, looking for an excuse or an argument for the person we love so much, our Great Love? What are all thses? What are the looks lost in the desert horizons of unfulfilment or those in the eyes that deeply loose each other in the others inside the souls
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