“When the heart races this is what it races towards” Dave Levithan/Nick- Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist
My name is Steve Strodder,
I Love Music, Photography, Reading & Writing, Dance, murmured conversations in dimmed rooms, real coffee not the instant crap and the great mystery that is life.
I try to put how my emotions feel to me down on paper which is how i write most of my stories
Love junkie, also addicted to Lifehouse.
dont tell me what to do if anything you’ll probably just make me do the opposite.
I live off hugs.
people who can juggle more then two balls annoy me.
people who can do gymnastic floor tricks make me mad with jealously.
love is an amazing thing, there is no age bracket for it, love doesn’t discriminate on age.
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I draw one Tanto and wipe the congealing blood from it, the other is stuck in its sheath so i fill the sink and let it soak in the sheath, the water slowly turns pink.
clans, much like the gangs that roamed … the counrty years before, ... every single clan is willing to draw blood, deals in dark things and is most likely in some way paranormal.
I stare at the ceiling and try and make sense of the swirls of colour my retinas throw against the blackness, I don’t bother closing my eyes I know I won’t be able to sleep. Most people wo…
The music lurches to a finish, the crowd gives us a burst of noise. I stand and smile stupidly because of my concert rush, Brad takes the mic. / “This song is a little lifehouse cover, here it i…
Teh Angel sits looking frightened and nervous, a cirlce of smiling faces surround him but he shrinks back from them, they are the forsaken, surely this is a mistake and he’ll be out soon. / R…
The days have taken a crisp feel, every smell is intensified, every taste broken down into smaller parts to sing a soaring chorus and every thing I touch unravels at my finger tips revealing it’…