Dustin Ravizé

8.1

Dustin had this 10 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

8.7

Oh The Hoes, they just won't let me go. A sapling only draws energy from the east, while mounting on a sturdy saddle made of mastodon tucks and the hump of the whale. Sometimes you just gotta sling where the sun don't shine, but don't let me get you down cowboy, because the fairy is a flutter and amidst the nye, we believe in the kids. — 10 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

9.0

It's inevitable to be indulged in class and sophistication when presented from a superior being. Long ago, while traveling in le Midi near Corsica I ran into a young gentleman who requested that I appear in the film Lacombe Lucien. I declined, neglecting my intuitions, I continued onward through my decades of life only to be bestowed living in a wooden cottage with my deaf hound. Life is a series of fascinating experiences only to be rejected. — 12 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

8.4

Dustin had this 10 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

9.7

A smoky forest always matures until it consumes all, and the it just becomes a memory, a change, and an expectation. Denying the possibility that somehow these sporadic whereabouts are in no way regarded as a muse or quite possibly an escape to clear the head. It's indisputable to believe that such refresh can enhance the physique of thoughts. It's pleasantry is welcomed — 12 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

8.1

A grown woman with a smite and attitude to her husband in the ditch. Arranging a beautiful cacophony of danger. I set my soliloquy upon the inflictions of positivity and insight. — 12 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

8.4

Arguments are almost as a good as being agreed with. It's bountiful, a full effect of a reflection of fellow relatives swiftly maturing and dominating the fellow future. It doesn't give up. It makes itself stand out. If a specific category won't let you in. Create one that will. — 12 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

8.5

Dustin had this 10 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

9.3

She glanced down at my shoes. I looked at her. She smiled. I glared. It became a natural instinct for me to always accept the unintentionally and reject the consistent that I was forced to call a 'norm'. It's a pitiful trait, a self-loathing desire to somehow grasp the concept that life, love and prosperity are an illusion for the rich and famous, and more associated to the ones more grounded to earth. It's an odd thing to comprehend and understand when looking up at the sky and truly believing that we are alone...we aren't, we never will be, not as long as the moon can still create tides, and my batteries can always be charged in my devices. — 12 years ago

Dustin Ravizé

9.5

A daring adventurer. It was noticed upon me on one cold fall afternoon that it would be a rewarding day. — 12 years ago