Maybes and ContradictionsIt's like I'm standing at a cliff. I know I'm going to tip over the edge, But it's not the fall that worries me. (I want to fall for you) It's what's waiting at the bottom.Maybes and Contradictions
It could be a bed of roses down there. Soft petals, fragrant and inviting, Caressing me and leaving me whole. It could be a dark ocean, swallowing me, Crashing waves threatening to pull me down, Blocking my lungs and turning everything black.
They say love is sweet. But all I see is this endless repetition of maybes.
Maybe when we think about our future You think somet
DrowningHer precarious edifice had been weathered awayDrowning
By the swells of her iniquity – Splintered porcelain, tinged with a briny yellow; Flaccid strands of ebony; and the two lagoons of stark grey, Murky with degradation. The impassive mirror in her soiled hands Emulates her jaded face; every wrinkle, every line Resonates with her memories.
Wave after wave floods her vision –
The moonlit midnight when he had ravaged her, Leaving her with an insatiable carnal lust. The grimy bathroom where she succumbed to The white powder she clings to so desperately. The birth
Death of DeathDeath died this morning. I’m not exactly sure why it happened; it happened so quickly, but staring into the empty hole in the ground with his black robes folded up neatly inside, there was no denying it. Somewhere along the way he lost the battle and surrendered to the one-track crusaders waving their bold banners heralding “life, life, life!” up to the heavens.Death of Death
We all had our theories about how it happened. I thought it might have had something to do with the changing times, but Grandma insisted that he went down with religion. Uncle Albert, who had lived through the war, and watched his buddies be killed first h
New project . . .
Tired
If curious, read this.
Sorry for further spamming!
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"Why do I have six screens? Because I don't have room for eight." - Terry Pratchett
It is a certifiable fact that everything good in life is either illegal, amoral or fattening.
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Dont read my signature, Dont read it!
cant say i didnt warn you
Send this to at least 15 people you think are pretty sweet, including me if you care for me!
And if you get at least 10 back, you will receive good news within 15 minutes!
~Let's see how many hearts you get! =]
All the best. Please continue sending you're own love to those you care for.
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FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will send it back to you.
I'm waiting...
It's friendship week.
If you receive (at least) 10 back, you truly are a lovable person
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Crimson Twilight Project - The Official Site
Therefore you are evil.
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I Cannot Live Without My Troye.
And I Adore My Besite Aku.
AND TOKIO HOTEL!
Shh!!! don't tell hamaila, : ) id like to invite you to read my journal cuz i think you'd like it
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To the world you may be just a person but to one person you may be the world.
Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...! Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...! Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...!
And Marieski- if you read this- you always end up using my real name online
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To the world you may be just a person but to one person you may be the world.
Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...! Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...! Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...!
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