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foul temptations | [26 Oct 2005|10:49pm] |
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It was that when the hot summer air clung to our bodies like saran wrap. don't you remember? when we walked around the city aimlessly, thinking of ways to get money without having to go to an out of reach ATM {we're too fucking cheap to pay those fees for using another bank's} or to go back home to our lonely, empty apartments. Yeah it was that night when we just sat on a park bench and watched people go by and do what they do until the sun fought the moon to stay out longer ( kind of like us with our parents when we were so young to stay out so late ). But in the end the moon won [the stars are its minions] and in came that breeze that we waited and starved for.Of course only a night like that could be burned into my brain. Only a night like that would I feel "I was a kaleidoscope".i'm back as a maintainer and therefore, new layout. | |
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Son Burn | [23 Oct 2005|09:10pm] |
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hello.i'm brian.A beautiful heat split paint from plasterof a zodiac-painted sky.And now your halo is just cracked and peeled,a zero in the night_Icarus! Icarus!_ The sky is falling!The ceiling's broken! Tonight's too delicate to fly! | |
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night four.take twentytwo. | [17 Jul 2005|01:10am] |
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[ mood | contemplative ] my screams are crawling up the wallsto the ceilingthey're staring me downin a gun fight with a forkand i'm lost. and confused. and scared.and ready to give you the big fuck offtwo diamonds and allmy bags are packedand my batteries have been charging for daysbut this damn phone won't let me calla ten second conversation with the devilsaying i'll show you mine if you show me yoursbut then the chorus kicks inmy fears and frightened partsgush like the tears when she told you we're done.so you come to me.and this whole damn raging scene starts over.night four. take twentytwo. | |
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[10 Feb 2005|06:31pm] | |
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[ mood | amused ] This is a piece my friend Victor wrote for me today. It's about how much I hate someone named Brianna, but you really can't tell. He wrote it in one class period after I asked him to at the last minute. I love his writing.( Ode to Silent Goodbyes Mistaken for FriendshipCollapse ) | |
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[20 Dec 2004|08:31pm] | |
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We're sitting fools;Let us eat our own words and let their passion burn like fire in our veins. Let's just sit back and watch our friendship fall away with one stupid moment when we choose to ignore each other. This is getting a bit old. We're stuck on repeat;We're regressing to last year.Don't let false smiles and false words reign over you and me. We're better than that and so is this.----This is kind of stupid and spur of the moment but it's how I feel right now. | |
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Newbie writings... | [04 Dec 2004|12:42am] |
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Hey guys! It's Nadya. Saw this and thought it a good outlet to get some constructive feedback. Tell me what you think! I look forward to posting here.( MirrorCollapse ) | |
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[29 Nov 2004|03:52pm] | |
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For my first post? Bad, old poetry, upon Ellie's request! Probably around 2001 - I didn't use to date my poetry. (oh, and original spelling!)( cry about it!Collapse ) | |
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[27 Nov 2004|02:12pm] | |
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[ mood | amused ] okay, my turn now. this is entitled... "Crazy Girl". FEEL TEH ANGST. apparantly i didn't know "frying" is a narcotics-related term.( Crazy GirlCollapse ) | |
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[27 Nov 2004|01:26pm] | |
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I decided to update with the lamest poem ever. Get ready to cringe. This was the first "song" written for this band I was supposedly in in seventh grade. Yeah, cringe and laugh and poke fun. It just makes me work harder!These Feelings_I woke up this morning with my clothes still on. I just realized that you were gone. I gotr this empty feeling comin' on. But that's just cuz you're gone. My confusion has just settled in. Maybe it's cuz I'm stretched so thin. There are so many questions I don't wanna let it. But it's you that makes me grin.(Pre-chorus) These feelings bottled up inside. I just unwind like some twine. I think that you noe, I don't want you to go.(chorus)These seperations are preparations for the real thing I call love. It's happy, sad. But it makes me mad. These memories of you make me feel blue. Baby cuz I love you.(verse 2) It's the sad parts that make me feel like I have no heart. You ripped it out and stomped it into the ground. Sometimes I feel special or maybe hell bound. As time flies, I realized that your leaving is just fine. I now hate to think that you were once mine. It makes me cringe to think of your grins. That specialness has faded and now I feel jaded._har-har. I kept all the original spellings and everything. | |
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[19 Nov 2004|09:26pm] | |
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[ mood | hungry ] I'm not really sure if you even want to read this. Keep in mind I have a head cold!( ...Collapse ) | |
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[07 Nov 2004|08:46pm] | |
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Fun time!Sign up for NaNoWriMo (here)write a novel (50000) words by November 30th.have fun | |
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