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inamoratai smiled the way tiny birds do when they learn to singinamorata
i never thought that worlds could open when mouths closed and meet halfway with a slight part and push and lock
like that which is worn around this fragile clock that keeps your time now steady ticking to each carefully phrased word
my hand on yours telling time in ways that our fingers and hearts count days by
and our minds dream by in visions of secret hopes and feral knowlage of body to body s
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Girl Who Breathes Without Me,You dont know, butGirl Who Breathes Without Me,
Dear Girl Who Breathes Without Me,
For over 900 days, I have felt you in my lungs like I was drowning and you were my ocean. At first, when you looked at me and spoke so fearfully that you weren't like me, I slipped on my mask and smiled as you like me to. Now there is uncertainty in the air, and it makes me nervous. I feel like I've been lying, when all I've been doing is withholding the truth. Yes, I lied quite a bit, but not now. At this point, I don't want anything, but I need you.
I could set smokestacks aflame to spell out my desires scream down the traintracks that m


clearlyI can rationalize my way out of love with you. I can become the carved ice lover,clearly
without strings and without expectations.
I can become inhuman and beastly,
the kind of energy you fear to touch.
I can be more than just devastation.
I can leave you, if that's what you want.
I can force myself to do anything I want as well.
I don't think you understand how often I've gone through this. I've been tossed aside so many times, it rarely phases me. It hurts, true-- but I'm so used to the pain. Don't fear for me, fear for what you're afraid to need. It might not be me, but I hope you


BottomIve touched the pit of you where leeches connect you to the base of your beginnings and kiss you bloody like they want to be youBottom
I dont want anything from you I just need to know that you are here
and I am here as well.


Halogen Human HistoryOur houses are lamp shades. Our thoughts; turn on the lights. Our apathy, keeps us in the dark. About: diseases and emotions. This is going to be a first for me. Having a stab; so half asleep. We can become our home. We can move mountains.Halogen Human History
I profess; don't unscrew the light bulb upstairs. How else can you read the blueprint for death?
I thank; no faithless pharmacist. Every man is an inspired island. My head is one with the sand. I can drown or go swimming. Think of bliss not just for me. The proverbial sleepwalkers! The restless, the

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ChryssHart
"I have a literal lust for knowledge. Just ask Bryn, she was there when I Stumbled that etymology page. . . "
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-miki
"And the big plan is just to keep spinning, 'cause the big bang is only just beginning, and sometimes it's all that we can do just to hang on." ~ Ani Difranco
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"that place inside
where bare toes dare not tread
and where
rather
would adorn socks
than try to sort through
any warning signs of missing comfort zones "
And thanks but the only probalem is the store i'm at is being shut down, and I'm not likely to go to a different one.
I did score a job as a PA, it may not pay too well and it's freelance but it's awesome.
Anywho i hope i can get to see more of your work soon and I'll be posting again hopefully.
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"Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate."
-The Inscription on the Ninth Gate of Hell
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Digital Devil Saga =
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至福
Mello is mine and you can't have him :3
icons connected to ~HowlingWolfess and ~sundancewolf 8D <333
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"that place inside
where bare toes dare not tread
and where
rather
would adorn socks
than try to sort through
any warning signs of missing comfort zones "
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