CUNT.Cunt cunt cunt cunt cunt cunt cunt. C-c-c-cunt. ...cunt... CUNT!
If you can't tell, I be excited, hehe. <3
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GreenMe.by ~PastParadise
too short.A sense of immediacy is on my heels today; it follows me liketoo short.
the ghost-scent of the perfume from the lady next to me on the bus or like a craving for sweets.
In the bustle I drop a moment on the floor, and pick it up to dust it off - only to find that two more have pas
by ~PastParadise
une fois de plusI was a misfit captain, a lesser goddess of land and sea, plotting my way in silver and blue as the summer skies shifted while i watched.une fois de plus
You were a tireless riddle, a hidden lighthouse, blinking and then not blinking as the winter waters warmed in your hands.
Spring bloomed and blew away,
opening our eyes and leaving us both in its wake.
Now you are an endless autumn,
by ~PastParadise
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leitmotif(I will never forgive Millais for painting Ophelia calm in the water. My cousin Noah died shoeless and struggling under a lonely man’s hands, his eyes full of rain runoff. Real people don’t sink as pretty as oil on canvas: Noah was four feet five on the autopsy slab, no flowers, no frames. I am ruled by the aesthetic, but I would embrace his every imperfection if it meant having him back. This clumsy dilettante still loves Noah with the scabs on his shins, sitting sloppy at Sam’s recitals in sneakers and shorts. Give me the asymmetry of his eyelashes. For the firleitmotif
by ~NoraVoss
Some Ocean PoemThe moor did wave its arms of heather,Some Ocean Poem
The gale did tiptoe on the sand,
The moon did weep upon the rocks,
Snatched the ocean's clammy hand.
And though I tried to take it too,
The sea--she had pulled it away,
Said I had much to learn
'Til I could lift her from dismay.
Lo, I danced among the higher knolls,
And I made the sun applaud,
Helped the lilac catch her breath
From the merciless wind that clawed.
But the sea--she tugged her cotton hood,
Let the celestial bully clench her so
And, when I finally caught a hold,
Flicked a blue fing
by *Solaces
empty tea bottlesEmpty tea bottles sitting on the front lawn with their noses in the air, the sun filling them to the brim with a liquid only the night will sip.empty tea bottles
But I can’t pick them up just yet because the glass too brittle. I’ll just have to wait till these hands grow stronger skin.
And kid, maybe when we have more to spare than our winks and applause, I’ll take you to see someone one can play the guitar better than the wind through that old oak in the yard.
And when the rocking chair by the fireplace can handle a little
by *Solaces
between the ozone and heavenHe believes airplanes reach that place between the ozone and Heaven where flies are still learning they’re not stars and angels soon realize they’re more than butterflies. He says time seems to perch on a cloud for a while, watching them eat their salted peanuts and pretzels as the pilot steers away from the owl-scorned moon, toward the sun cooing yellow hymns at the world.between the ozone and heaven
Call me pessimistic, but I never thought an airplane was one of those things with feathers, things that priests let fly from the altar when they realize their hope n
by *Solaces
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- Current Residence: This god-forsaken landlocked state (of mind)
- Interests: singing - dancing - roller derby - writing - pictures - pastries - things that are shiny...
- Favourite movie: Peter Pan, the Cathy Rigby Broadway version
- Favourite band or musician: Dragonette / Maria Mena / Bayside / Damien Rice / Hawksley Workman / Portishead / Porcupine Tree
- Favourite genre of music: Depends on my mood, I guess...
- Favourite artist: Degas
- Favourite photographer: Lithium Picnic
- Favourite style of art: the artistic kind
- MP3 player of choice: none/Pandora
- Shell of choice: Shotgun.
- Wallpaper of choice: Currently "Snow White"
- Favourite game: strip Pretty-Pretty Princess (just like the regular one - only in reverse)
- Favourite cartoon character: Tinkerbell
- Personal Quote: "... Yes, Satan?"
- Tools of the Trade: Personal experience and a wieldy vocabularly
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Je suis défectueux et content.
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Je suis défectueux et content.
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Je suis défectueux et content.
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Je suis défectueux et content.
Can I please stalk you so we can play strip Pretty Pretty Princess together?
Thanks. xD
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under the water,
you left me drowning.
how about... moonchild?
yes
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
this is what a comment would have looked like for you...
"i like.
but the end line...i dont know, it kinda made me feel unsatisfied.
how dare you use me.
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
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