I found the key.I wanna fuck something up. I want to screw my life away and sell my soul for fifty cents because that's way better than a thousand bucks for a kiss. I want to set fire to something, something real, substantial. Something I can hearseetaste. Something bigger than a stupid fucking regret. Something that I'll miss. Something that I won't miss. Maybe that's my teenager hormones driving me wild. Maybe that's from being stuck in a home both filled and void of love. Maybe that's because I constantly get the underwhelming sense of being alone. Empty. And I want it to fucking burn.
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Ink in my EarsAnd the truth is that I'm obsessed with ink on the page, and the way it soaks so effortlessly into paper. Your words flow from your lips, and for a moment I can see them hanging in the air like fragile bits of snowflake glass, waiting to float into my ears and into my understanding. Still the words spill, shattering against my walls of prejudice and innocence. These things are not lost with you, but found, awakining my inner child who cries out for a mother long gone that you cannot begin to replace. You ask about dreams of my father and a future I haven't begun to fathom, and I'm lost in the rhythm of movement and your lips. I fear you bringInk in my Ears
by ~Ms-internet-stalker
Once More, With FearLetters of sex, cocaine, and suicide, disencouraged, they promise to subside. Invites to watch, partake, or prevent; but little do they care to repent.Once More, With Fear
A gentler truth is eager to be shown but truth hides when it is so alone.
by ~Ms-internet-stalker
???I am a child unto you, one who still has to do all her wrongs and figure out that there are no rights.???
I am a child unto you, but I long to be the woman of your dreams. I'm just not quite grown up yet.
I am a mentor unto you, though you do not see it now. I'm older, wiser, stronger, sometimes.
I am a mentor unto you. Rarely do you trust me, but I see your secret strength.
I am a peer unto you, a nobody who doesn't hold interest, easily dismissed as part of the crowd.
I am a peer unto you, you do not see my vivid s
by ~Ms-internet-stalker
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We Loved, Once.I showed you and told you all my secret places and girlhood dreams as we laid in the long grass in the field behind my house, staring up at the sky.We Loved, Once.
Your arm as my headrest, your heart, my time piece, and I never felt so vulnerable.
And August was never so blue.
by ~Eleh
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- Favourite movie: Mirrormask, Princess Bride, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Marie Antoinette...
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- Favourite genre of music: ditto
- Favourite artist: canon or otherwise?
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- Favourite style of art: Visually, I dig any kind of painting. Prose/poetry, I really like freeform.
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- Favourite cartoon character: Sailor Uranus<3
- Personal Quote: It happens.
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"My queerness, is not a vice, is not deliberate, and harms no one."- Natalie Barney
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