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And my wrists weigh me down in a brand new addiction
This armor that I wear, its wrapped round my skin,
My arms hit the ground, pressure without pain,
Theyre heavy and I express myself again
Through bondage in fashion,
The wounds are long gone,
A new fury lives on,
I bear my wrists.
I bear my fixation.
I bear my pain through
Synthetic translations....
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FUCK YEAH.

things are goin my way.

ive got a foot in the book arts dept. door.
a new friend in MOMA who said she could get me in for free. and potentially a new job in the RARE BOOK ROOM at my schools library. I could cum im so excited over that.

in other news. recent upcoming events plotted between me and my diabolic...
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prettyb0y:
Ooooo. Surrounded by the smell of old books, all day. Jealous.
butterfly2:
Yay! Congratulations! You rock! Woot woot! biggrin

*big hugs*
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The notes drift and swirl around my head as I spin a heavenly smelling teabag in a ceramic mug with a blue flower on it, a mug from mom. Place it on the window sill and sit in the strategic cloth chair, only part of my room thats getting remotely decent light right now. By the time Im done entering this, im sure the last...
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bionicfemme:
You were the right girl, just at the wrong time.

And believe me, someday in the future, you will realize that for right now, it was the best decision to make. I don't want to hurt you the way I have been hurt.

It was for your best interest.
joyrider:
someday i want to talk to you about mills.
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New skin. All is good. I perch on a pile of down, mountain high, and watch all around me, for just a moment. I am the tourniquet queen. The feeling left over after stitches disolve and your skin is pink.
few truly appreciate this. But I have power. I smile. I know the importance of my role and my pause ends. Down from the perch,...
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youthdecayed:
SYDS means nothing. dont worry. i can lie to you and tell you it does though.

"Shit, You're Damn Sexy" for instance.
mike11:
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Recent happenings in the life of a girl.

Started classes. I forgot how sweet 50 min long classes were. I had 2 last semester but they were back to back in the same room so i never recieved the effect. Im already rearranging courses about my schedule. must a lot for greater nap time. plus. what kinda fuckin liberal arts school contemplates dropping drama and...
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bionicfemme:
1) Who is Sean?

2) I'm so happy you got the new CD, I knew you were really looking forward to it! And I hope you get Melora's corset, I know that would be the best thing in the world for you.
prettyb0y:
Sean? That name. It just sounds like someone who sucks big ass donkey dicks. Yep. I bet he's doing it it, right now.
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(New poetry weeps,
the earthquakes made
from the wake of a horse hair
quiver.
Taunt and teased across
the stressed soul,
and she makes again.)

Creeping into the eyes of
people passing by they
look shallowly
before sliding away.
They dont stare long.
It means too much to see
into the eyes that hold
So steadily. It means to much
to capture a glimpse of...
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prettyb0y:
Beautiful. Like you. I'll be thinking of this, all day.
prettyb0y:
And I did.
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Things you dont want to hear and things I dont want to admit to.
Like the waste of paper cluttering up my normally immaculate desk, all order gone awry by a minor infliction on my stability of common exisistence.
Gold fish are on the floor.
Even mirrors dont show things exactly as they are.
I find my bitterment in small places, like between the grids...
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butterfly2:
!!!!!!!!!!!! biggrin

YOU ARE BACK! *sigh of relief*

I was so hapy when I saw your name on my list I almost shit myself. Okay so not shit but I almost jumped outta my skin!

I miss ya hon! *hugs*

I LOVE your writing.
prudence:
i'm also glad you're backsmile
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joyrider:
don't lose touch.
prettyb0y:
You CAN openly express yourself here. It may not feel like it, right now, but you can, damn it. I want you to. If you don't believe me, then please leave another internet address, but I've never gained anything running from pain. I usually don't write too serious stuff down on SG. It's kind of my "good will" haven; I don't want to muck it up with my Shit. However, I just said it. Don't walk away. Scream it to sky, Sister. Just do it in a place, where can here it. And I'm guessing, this is a good place. I was once a very bad man. The pain made into a bad man, who tries to be nice. Trust me, sometimes, you needed the pain.
All of what I just said is true, but, maybe, I'm just being... I don't know. I don't have any answers, but I know I don't want to see you go, for more than a couple of reasons.
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And... I am pawned off again.
It must be a curse, to be perpetually passed around, and told to go find someone better...
I put myself on the line time and time again, and cant recall a time that Im not left on my own to hang.
Stop telling me, just, everyone stop telling me how great I am and how great I will be.

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I feel so empty and dejected...
blackeyed

I know Im not...i know theres something in me thats still strong still kicking. Or at least capable of.
But that piece is in hiding.

and the depressed facet siezes dominance.
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butterfly2:
*hugs* Feel better hon. I'm here if you need me.
prettyb0y:
*hugs and holds*