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So there she was, a ghost
Stillborn
Calm and quiet on the edge of reason
she stood
walking the razorblade edge
Her bare foot not knowing
the futile steps she took
they answered each forward break
with a sigh
cowering underneath her stern
thighs
like a slave underneath the whip
She couldn't sing
she couldn't cry out
she didn't bleed
even as reason cut deep...
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So I spent turkey day, with my roomates family, and it was an interesting endeavor to say the least.

Between 4 of us, we put back 15 bottles of wine and two bottles of Wild Turkey (why there was Wild Turkey, no one really knew).

So never-the-less, today has been pretty spectacular in the hangover department...meaning, I really don't have one, I just feel a...
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Happy Acceptable Gluttony Day.

I hope all is well, that ends well.
Good luck with the upcoming holiday season

I tend to become really cynical this time of year. I guess it is because I know that most of the smiles and good cheer are more fake than George Bush's credentials, and that just rubs me the wrong way. I don't know why we as...
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So she concentrated and fell
quickly spinning out of control
there was nothing to hold onto
she was grasping into oblivion
with eyes closed and supposition
demanding her attention
she could feel it bearing against her chest
folding in on her, breaking ribs
and stealing air
she coughed died
and a beautiful white dove took her place.

BixbySG is MMM...MMM...MMM...Beautiful

Started my new job at Independent Records as a ................?
It's pretty fucking awesome.

There's nothing better than music
and telling people that there is nothing better than music
I get to do this all day
and get fucking paid for it.

Much love
xo

So in all this understanding
there was a failed fight
words fell dead on ears of plaster
riveted to steel bends

her fingers tripping the light across
his ribcage
painting thoughts of dementia
deep into his pores

(she keeps the blood of her lovers throats
deep inside her belly button
it's her thimbleful
of oasis)

Caress

So I just got back from the Fear Before the March of Flames, The Dear Hunter, and Circa Survive show.

And all I can say is WOW!
My face was melted off in ways I didn't think possible.
It was purely and simply amazing

Altho, I had to sit through an hour of the band OURS, and I wanted to slit my wrists. They are...
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For all of you that know me well enough to have my phone number
You know that I have not been responding to any text messages

This is 'cos my phone is being a Mussolini
It will only accept incoming calls and text messages
and will not let me send anything out

I am sorry if you think I am avoiding you

Much love
xo...
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I've captured it
and devoured it

This puritanical light
pouring forth like a star
bled dry

I will bleed this light
and when I look at you
I will squint

The word was a virus
a curse
and he was blessed to lick these letters
and puncture their tiny holes with his teeth
and force them
through
this narrow faithless race

He was pleased to create what he wanted
to juxtapose
to iodolize
to immortalize
Grabbing his pen
he was happy to create these word violences
these wars upon the page between it and but...
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