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cloudy daysby ~alivein85
the builder's sonI want to tell father I'm tired of laying bricks so I'll tell you: I'm tired of this mud and stone and grass and dirt, brown red muck set in little sections to make a wall to make a home so it can be lived in for the next twentyhundred years undisturbed by anyone real. Real people, the people who take life and eat fast and make things not the ones who sit and wait on their packed floors weaving wonders in their head; I feel like making a tall wall just to throw upon their heads.the builder's son
I justify my anger through my everlasting desire to help, let us love more the man with
by ~Ghrey
suffer softlySuffer softly the cost is loftysuffer softly
For letting your sorrow show It’s forbidden so keep it hidden Somewhere deep below Display a smile on your profile Make sure nobody knows About the pain that you contain And how it only grows At a constant rate matched with a hate That flows from head to toe
by ~uselessmartyr
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: There is a time and a place.
- Interests: Things between things.
- Favourite movie: Anything with Ellen Page or Annette Benning?
- Favourite genre of music: Anti-Folk; Folk; Melodramatic Popular Song; Indie; Etc?
- Favourite artist: Nature; Karma; Luck; Fate.
- Favourite poet or writer: Anne Sexton? Irvine Welsh? Jeffrey Eugenides? Sylvia Plath? Etc?
- Favourite photographer: My eyes.
- Wallpaper of choice: The Yellow kind that Charlotte Perkins Gilman wrote about.
- Favourite game: Life.
- Tools of the Trade: A pen or pencil and paper, typewriter, keyboard, chalk and cliff walls, sand and sticks, etc.
- Skype: thisisnotalovesong11
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DistractedJournal History
- Nov 21, 2009 ...
- Nov 16, 2009 I'm thinking
- Nov 1, 2009 Oh, journal: NaNo time!
- Oct 5, 2009 Argh. Eugh. Blah.
- Aug 30, 2009 Moo.
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