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Amber EyesThere is a certain smile which can instill my fill while switch my will infantile…Amber Eyes
There are long lost days where we lose our ways and stumble immaculately punch-drunk through a fervent haze to taste one more time the hallowed lunch, drunk to bleed our veins, to lead our steed until she rears the reins to explain that it wanes…
Amber eyes supply the lies
Raven hair, jet black, the knack of just sitting there a haven fair and set me back into despair…
Allow the unfettered, that's me blissful being callow and free but gone the days of being a Shepard any word no longer heard and
by ~bishoneneyes
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A CHILD"S CORPSE IS AN ADULTI'm interested in spiderman and fairydust dreams, and you aren't in the mood today. Actually, you haven't been in the mood for a while and…A CHILD"S CORPSE IS AN ADULT
It's nine o'clock and you're already asleep. Before you would have begged and pleaded to stay up late but now you have to wake up early. Sometimes you're late to school. I tried to wake you up but you hit me.
I want to play a game. Before you would have begged to play Super Nintendo and hooked up the multitap to play Tekken Tag, but now you like playing one player. I guess that's okay.
I'm bored, and I go in your room to see what you're doing, but you push
by ~Queen-of-Disturbia
CigarettesMy unfortunate habit of not paying attention to my blurry surroundings oftentimes results in me slipping and stumbling with the exact wrong words, so when I smelled cigarettes I said so. “You smell like cigarette smoke,” I said absently. The look I got in return was one that was clearly pained, and he began grappling with his clothes and hair to see what it was that smelled of cigarettes. I apologized profusely, and found out that his father was a chain-smoker, he had never touched a cigarette in his life, and by the sincerity in his face, saw that he never would.Cigarettes
Though, he admitted, the smell was a comfort to hi
by ~Blu-sanity
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- Current Residence: Austin, TX
- Interests: writing, books, music, the Apocolypse
- Favourite movie: Wings of Desire, Magnolia, House of Sand and Fog, Children of Men
- Favourite band or musician: Momus, Venetian Snares, Mojave 3, Tom Waits, Rudy Schwartz Project
- Favourite genre of music: ANYthing (that is not on the radio)
- Favourite artist: Van Gogh, Rothko
- Favourite poet or writer: Stephen R. Donaldson, Samuel R. Delany, William S. Burroughs, James Joyce, Hermann Hesse
- Favourite photographer: Marcin Stawiarz, Trey Ratcliff
- Favourite style of art: Abstract and noisy
- Operating System: Does this involve a scalpel?
- MP3 player of choice: Creative Zen > iPod
- Shell of choice: My own
- Wallpaper of choice: Van Gogh's smoking skeleton? :o
- Skin of choice: Po-ta-to
- Favourite game: Baldur's Gate II, Dragon Age: Origins, Gears of War, Shadow Hearts
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Spider Jerusalem, Green Arrow, Flapjack, Midnighter, Ned Flanders, The Tick
- Personal Quote: "You're not going crazy, Arthur. You're going sane in a crazy world!"
- Tools of the Trade: My hands, computers, notebooks, keyboards, synthesizers, sequencers, guitars, headphones
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/heranaemia
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"There are two kinds of people that go around beardless in this world - boys and women, and I am neither one" -old Greek saying
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Fucking up society since 1992!
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Kaines: I failed the CPR test. Kaines was like. Kaines: I DON'T FEEL LIKE SAVING YOUR LIFE.
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Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep.
Are you ready?
Okay. Here we go.
You are my sunshine.
My only sunshine.
You make me happy,
When skies are gray.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
So please don't take my sunshine awayyyy.
The end.
*bows*
Haha.
Haha.
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“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” -Oscar Wilde
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"You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you."
--Ray Bradbury
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“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” -Oscar Wilde
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