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12It’s twelve o clock and the clocks are breathing to a catatonic audience while the streetlamps outside my window play over stamped-out cigarettes and a broken high-heel in the gutter.12
It’s twelve o clock and midnight is bleeding on the pillow where my head should be while I string a tightrope between the stars with fuzzy fingers.
It’s twelve o clock and I’m scared of falling in love because I might misaim and hit the concrete like so many other broken bones and broken hearts
on the as
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DreamsHe likes to watch the dreams.Dreams
When he closes his eyes and slips into darkness, he sees them; unhurried and vivid against his eyelids. At first, they were only confused streams of colours and sounds, before he learned how to piece them together. Dreams lack the rational intensity of common thought, and it’s all about letting the images fall into place. Every person dreams in different colours, most often in Technicolor, which is what makes them seem so unreal.
During the day, he closes his mind to the chatter all around him, the dark angrythoughts of people who just want their day
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how to:being scared isn't at all like being nervous. it is opening the refrigerator door at three am, closing it. falling asleep and not realising you have woken up. wanting to disappear completely, and realise you could probably do it if you tried hard enough; making yourself stuck in your own mind. it is realising you could tell all your secrets to every soul in the world, and in the end it is still only you, sitting in that room and waiting. alone.how to:
everything becomes insignificant. any feelings you may have felt before. you don't even remember anymore why you were sprawled on the kitchen floor that night, drunk and crying. mumbling s
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- Current Residence: British Columbia
- Interests: Writing, photography, music, wolves, eccentric characters, seeing the world through my own eyes
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko
- Favourite band or musician: Tool, Fair To Midland, Tiger Lou, Portishead, Smashing Pumpkins
- Favourite genre of music: sin slave of sensaaaation
- Favourite poet or writer: T.S. Eliot, Snow-Machine, Stephen King
- Favourite photographer: J.R. Rardon, nirrimi
- Favourite style of art: Fantasy and horror
- Operating System: Mac OS X
- MP3 player of choice: iPod video
- Shell of choice: she sells
- Skin of choice: The one I'm in
- Favourite cartoon character: Rorschach
- Tools of the Trade: pens. lots of them.
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raphael does photography, too!
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"Why are you yelling? Is yelling designed to scare me? Because I'm not sure what it is I'm supposed to be scared of. More yelling? That's not scary. That you're going to hurt me, that's scary, but I'm sure I can outrun you." Cuddy to House
Except that everything's wrong.
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La la la la la la la lie...
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"Why are you yelling? Is yelling designed to scare me? Because I'm not sure what it is I'm supposed to be scared of. More yelling? That's not scary. That you're going to hurt me, that's scary, but I'm sure I can outrun you." Cuddy to House
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La la la la la la la lie...
And wet dreams!
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"Why are you yelling? Is yelling designed to scare me? Because I'm not sure what it is I'm supposed to be scared of. More yelling? That's not scary. That you're going to hurt me, that's scary, but I'm sure I can outrun you." Cuddy to House
Thanks so much for the favorite sweetie.
I hope you're having a great day. <3
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Hello world! I love you.
And my days have been good, other than the slow torture of math class.
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La la la la la la la lie...
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