| "Gettin' me high, makin' me low" |
~emo-banan
AlannaDon't Break My Heart...
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70There's something charming about thunderstorms Something simple where the sky is brought down into Nothing. And although when full of colour and passion, Beauty weaves, spinning tops and dreidels Zero is so much easier to understand,70
Easier to love like birds, and cookies and childhood.
Bringing an epileptic, beating fate, thickened pattern. Flamboyant rock and roll to the lightbulb sky, Sunny with a chance of Hallucinations
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68Nestled between sunflower pits Brushing flower petals for another February, Was cruel to us. You took my hand, raising voices and coaxing fears. Cooing moonshine to simple cigarette burns Plowing through thick earth like morning sun to the sky Puss through a wound, we go south in the winter. Very much lost, celebrating holidays that Do so exist? Worshiping jellyfish, let us elope. Move into bigger and better things, your eyes. Firework thunder, ecstasy lightening, piano key teeth, Desdemona. Harlot. Nero. Mother Mary. I am loved.68
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67He killed himself Strung out his brain cells past67
screaming piano key teeth, boiling star hail She was not blessed
Morning haze filled with townspeople gossip, Whimpers above pale mountains, into their eyes They hate her but then, Blessed, Emily Dickenson, sick cat, ant hilll Bearing Jesus Christ
How they jump How they do not see.
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LuciferA configuration of milk and cookie crumbs Jumbled together or perhaps mushed Pushing aside clouds (neither late or early) Closing flower petal eyelids, you smile And that expression, what is reality, And compassion and trust Chew, chew, swallow,Lucifer
That smokey voice went into my mouth Lightly and illuminated like the world Spinning and contracting it all comes back
These are my knees, my neck, my spine Twisted, I assure you And although forgetfulness is something never Acquired but assumed And always, always lucidly present These are my hands
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. I might be writing vignettes again. If you have any requests for topics, I would love that. Otherwise, be prepared to become a part of my moleskine (if you don't know what a moleskine is ---->
. However, I've been pretty content lately having "I Won't Say I'm In Love" from Hercules stuck in my head as you can probably tell (deviantID
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- Current Residence: Petrozavosk, Russia ( i wishwishwish)
- Interests: The Sun, Moon, Stars, and Sky...
- Favourite movie: Princess Bride
- Favourite genre of music: everything
- Favourite artist: Vruble
- Shell of choice: starfish
- Personal Quote: "What fun is being cool if you can't wear a sombrero?" -Calvin and Hobbes
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I'm Braig in *KingdomHeartsArmy
"His hair is all like WOOSH! And his sword is like RAWR I'M LONG! And he's all like I HAVE ONE WING! RAWR!" - Tommas discription of Sephiroth
"Holy sweet zombie Jesus on a pogo stick!" - Black Mage, 8-Bit
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I wonder about death I who may never know It looks much like ecstasy, the way they open their mouths as they drown, the way their fingers dig into your skin Their eyes are wide and startled and they Thrash in your hands as though with an excess of passion
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Embrace the sweet sound of self destruction.
What I do is when someone adds me I add them!!!! So ya!!
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I wonder about death I who may never know It looks much like ecstasy, the way they open their mouths as they drown, the way their fingers dig into your skin Their eyes are wide and startled and they Thrash in your hands as though with an excess of passion
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I wonder about death I who may never know It looks much like ecstasy, the way they open their mouths as they drown, the way their fingers dig into your skin Their eyes are wide and startled and they Thrash in your hands as though with an excess of passion
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