frantic. afraid. fretting. crazy. jittery. paranoid and anxious. vexed. groggy. i woke up.
a pleasant awakening drive down the hill. everyone closed off with their own thoughts. their own lives. almost colliding with the next. the life beside.
dont look the other in the eye. you might meet in a fleeting moment. cant have that. cant mean something to some stranger you only know by...
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a pleasant awakening drive down the hill. everyone closed off with their own thoughts. their own lives. almost colliding with the next. the life beside.
dont look the other in the eye. you might meet in a fleeting moment. cant have that. cant mean something to some stranger you only know by...
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niobe:
It doesn't take much. I am both. Well mostly vegan. I have a weird diet.
You can comment back in my journal. It's easier than the contact thingy, I think anyway.
I hope you are having a great day.
You can comment back in my journal. It's easier than the contact thingy, I think anyway.
I hope you are having a great day.
so check this:
he's got high water pants.
dirty blonde hair
in his eyes, a halo of gold about his ears.
dying from anticipation. breaking the news. this boy, this boy, he sounds too good to be true. a first kiss, upon a slender tender cheek of yours, before or on the nose of miss midnight.
this boy. slender and everything i would be. if...
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he's got high water pants.
dirty blonde hair
in his eyes, a halo of gold about his ears.
dying from anticipation. breaking the news. this boy, this boy, he sounds too good to be true. a first kiss, upon a slender tender cheek of yours, before or on the nose of miss midnight.
this boy. slender and everything i would be. if...
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my eyeliner smeers like a mofo if you cry before you sleep. just so you know...
niobe:
Hello and welcome to the site. Have lots of fun. Very cool that you like NIN. You are a-OK in my book.
i ended up finding vodka. hm. it will do.
my parents dont need their tequila, right?
eight minute good byes and now im walking from your door. it was that long walk home in my car that was the hardest trial of self-restraint. i wanted to tear away from rational thought...
i wanted to tear away.
and roll over and down that hillside cliff.
i wanted to tear away.
and steal you off to dreamland at dawn.
i wanted to tear...
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i wanted to tear away.
and roll over and down that hillside cliff.
i wanted to tear away.
and steal you off to dreamland at dawn.
i wanted to tear...
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from 8.18.02...
Silver eyes. You look to me and see only the broken self of you staring back. Cold. You try to take it back but no, you can't take it away from me. The mark has been made and forever remains soulbound to you, you knew that when you looked to me for sympathy and embrace you'd only find resentment and empathy with an...
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Silver eyes. You look to me and see only the broken self of you staring back. Cold. You try to take it back but no, you can't take it away from me. The mark has been made and forever remains soulbound to you, you knew that when you looked to me for sympathy and embrace you'd only find resentment and empathy with an...
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alright. i have no life.
i do, however, find some sort of comfort in sitting in this rotting room of blank white walls all day long. let the sun decay and fall behind the hills. watch the dying light scorch and scratch out our sore eyes. bleed the sockets through the hallowed whispers of the night. bleed your eye sight. see just what you want...
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i do, however, find some sort of comfort in sitting in this rotting room of blank white walls all day long. let the sun decay and fall behind the hills. watch the dying light scorch and scratch out our sore eyes. bleed the sockets through the hallowed whispers of the night. bleed your eye sight. see just what you want...
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