the sun rose to the eyeless socket of the night, leaving the world to bask in its cyclopean glory
today everything failed
school, yeah, I dislike 8am classes for a reason...
watched my buddy's band Vole-le practice last night, good good good schtuff... very post-hardcore.
practice for the Flaming Arms of the Lusitania tommorow, should be fun! I love this new band we started... gonn rock some people straight outta their papapapapapants!
here's a poem:
sing right on till dawn
Orpheus, for the cracking of light against...
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watched my buddy's band Vole-le practice last night, good good good schtuff... very post-hardcore.
practice for the Flaming Arms of the Lusitania tommorow, should be fun! I love this new band we started... gonn rock some people straight outta their papapapapapants!
here's a poem:
sing right on till dawn
Orpheus, for the cracking of light against...
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sophie:
yeah. i know. having an alter-ego is lame! to thine own self be true!
i am working toward the day when i am 100% me all the time all the livelong day. but until someone wants to pay me for that, i must keep working. i shall find the answer. i shall.
i'm excited for your band practice. you seemed so happy after the last one! actually, paging back through your journal entries, it would seem that you've had quite a few good days in a row. dope!
so, tell us more about this crush of yours. is she in one of your classes? i wonder if she has an sg membership.... that would be hot.

i am working toward the day when i am 100% me all the time all the livelong day. but until someone wants to pay me for that, i must keep working. i shall find the answer. i shall.
i'm excited for your band practice. you seemed so happy after the last one! actually, paging back through your journal entries, it would seem that you've had quite a few good days in a row. dope!
so, tell us more about this crush of yours. is she in one of your classes? i wonder if she has an sg membership.... that would be hot.
sing right on till dawn
Orpheus, for the cracking of light against
night's veils, shall herald in
the re-emegence of your love
look naught behind, keep those eyes focused
forward, for do you see the opening ahead
keep your voice strong, she follows
see! there! brightness is creeping about
darkness and its Hadian edges
no, she still is behind
do not let your head turn...
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Orpheus, for the cracking of light against
night's veils, shall herald in
the re-emegence of your love
look naught behind, keep those eyes focused
forward, for do you see the opening ahead
keep your voice strong, she follows
see! there! brightness is creeping about
darkness and its Hadian edges
no, she still is behind
do not let your head turn...
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venice:
Thanks for your comment on my set! 
so today was a day of music! lovely!
i spent the morning unproductive, fixed my computer and re-installed Microsoft Word. Got on the horn (redneck laugh) and discussed the upcoming semi-fetish photo shoot my friend and I are doing... I'll try to post some here when they are done...
digression is the mother of all creativity.
but
first
music
we had the second punk band...
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i spent the morning unproductive, fixed my computer and re-installed Microsoft Word. Got on the horn (redneck laugh) and discussed the upcoming semi-fetish photo shoot my friend and I are doing... I'll try to post some here when they are done...
digression is the mother of all creativity.
but
first
music
we had the second punk band...
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He watches as the water pours from the halo of his hair, forming emaciated columns that stretch to the murky depths below. His sight is not what it once was, or ever was; anything a foot from his face dissolves into a thick, Bay fog. The liquid that splashes and anoints him, is a release, a penance. He lathers himself with the soap, heavy with...
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sophie:
hmmm. it's hard to say.
i want so very badly to be supportive but usually i need:
1. a character that i feel connected to, sympathetic with
if i can't have that, i'll take:
2. sparse prose peppered with a few powerful word clusters cropping up like wildflowers in a field.
and if i can't have that, i'll take:
3. action, a plot that moves like a full river, pulling me along, over, in, under.
so. what to say? these are just elements that i need. for other tastes this story fragment is perhaps just perfect. write it if you feel compelled to, because this story needs out of your head! if not, i know you have a jumble more stories, words, characters, moments up there in your glorious brain waiting to get out and be freed upon the paper or keyboard.
i think you're tops.

i want so very badly to be supportive but usually i need:
1. a character that i feel connected to, sympathetic with
if i can't have that, i'll take:
2. sparse prose peppered with a few powerful word clusters cropping up like wildflowers in a field.
and if i can't have that, i'll take:
3. action, a plot that moves like a full river, pulling me along, over, in, under.
so. what to say? these are just elements that i need. for other tastes this story fragment is perhaps just perfect. write it if you feel compelled to, because this story needs out of your head! if not, i know you have a jumble more stories, words, characters, moments up there in your glorious brain waiting to get out and be freed upon the paper or keyboard.
i think you're tops.
7am, my closet is flooded by the upstairs bathroom for the 6th time in three months. Maintenance comes, doesn't even check the pipes and looks at the water-damage and says, 'Yup, that's what a leak'll do'. Bastards.
I am in dire need of a chicken burger - no, not a chicken breast slapped between two buns. I'm talking ground up chicken meat, pressed into a...
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I am in dire need of a chicken burger - no, not a chicken breast slapped between two buns. I'm talking ground up chicken meat, pressed into a...
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so during my horrendously long drive yesterday (or earlier today, I get confused after midnight) to pick up turntables, I learned a few things -
1 - loud house music blaring from my car acts as deer repellent
2 - driving 90 mph in high winds is no fun
3 - i hate southern colorado
4 - being in the car for nearly twelve hours...
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1 - loud house music blaring from my car acts as deer repellent
2 - driving 90 mph in high winds is no fun
3 - i hate southern colorado
4 - being in the car for nearly twelve hours...
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lillithvain:
Thanks so much for the nice comment you left on my set!!!
Ok, I feel like an asshole now. I don't know what you are talking about happened in Asia. I am disconnected from the entire world, my cable is MIA! Whatever it is, it sounds horrible. I send all my love.
Ok, I feel like an asshole now. I don't know what you are talking about happened in Asia. I am disconnected from the entire world, my cable is MIA! Whatever it is, it sounds horrible. I send all my love.
abra:
i think it's the end of the world as we know it.
under the sidewalk, there is the beach
boredom, apathy, self-hatred, self-loathing
those are all counter-revolutionary
boredom, apathy, self-hatred, self-loathing
those are all counter-revolutionary
The clock stops and round about where midnight should be the world wakes up. No one feels the pressure of the second hand on its circutous, foot-dragging path to eschaton. The minutes, hours, days, cycles of the tides, rotation of Jupiter and its moons about the sun - all have ceased in their importance. As it stands, the facts are thus: things of this nature...
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things are alright in the skull again
yippee!
Rites of Spring rocks... now if only I could find where I misplaced their cd, I could listen to it in the car... instead of being forced to only let it aurally stimulate me when at the computer...
besides having the horrible habit of collecting books, I also snatch up and squirrel away cds from all sorts...
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yippee!
Rites of Spring rocks... now if only I could find where I misplaced their cd, I could listen to it in the car... instead of being forced to only let it aurally stimulate me when at the computer...
besides having the horrible habit of collecting books, I also snatch up and squirrel away cds from all sorts...
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Ran into the ex last night...
yeah...
she wants me to call her...
yeah...
damnit...
I'll probably wind up doing that...
even after she chewed me up, spit me out, ground me under her heel and lied to me...
damnit...
need to find a job, so I can finish tattoos... tired of looking at outlines.
my poet-for-hire absurdist story has gotten bigger and the vampire...
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yeah...
she wants me to call her...
yeah...
damnit...
I'll probably wind up doing that...
even after she chewed me up, spit me out, ground me under her heel and lied to me...
damnit...
need to find a job, so I can finish tattoos... tired of looking at outlines.
my poet-for-hire absurdist story has gotten bigger and the vampire...
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sophie:
blacking out is not a viable form of therapy. you already knew that. finding a good therapist is though. i can tell you this from experience, a good one is seriously worth it.
ok, and why do you tease me? here are some indicators that you're hot:
your ex wants you to call her
you might be rejoining one of your old bands
you need a job, purely so you can finish your tattoos
you list pen and paper as your 5 items that you can't live without
here is an indicator that doesn't really help me figure out if you're hot or not:
your profile pic
hmmm. let's see.
i would use my superpower on you to call your image forth, but i think i shall save it for more dire needs. also, it's much more potent when we're actually in the same city, as opposed to in this virtual reality. or perhaps if i had a digital camera, i could work some magic... *prays to santa and all his elves* on that note, i am glad you were there for santa in his time of need. it really does smart to see your woman betray you. it's always a blessing when you find someone out there that will help you get back in touch with your creativity. even if it is only a distraction, or an outlet.

ok, and why do you tease me? here are some indicators that you're hot:
your ex wants you to call her
you might be rejoining one of your old bands
you need a job, purely so you can finish your tattoos
you list pen and paper as your 5 items that you can't live without
here is an indicator that doesn't really help me figure out if you're hot or not:
your profile pic
hmmm. let's see.
i would use my superpower on you to call your image forth, but i think i shall save it for more dire needs. also, it's much more potent when we're actually in the same city, as opposed to in this virtual reality. or perhaps if i had a digital camera, i could work some magic... *prays to santa and all his elves* on that note, i am glad you were there for santa in his time of need. it really does smart to see your woman betray you. it's always a blessing when you find someone out there that will help you get back in touch with your creativity. even if it is only a distraction, or an outlet.