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words. i ramble, to myself.Silently. I sob, absent of sound but tears stream down my cheeks. Alone. I walk, surrounded by a think veil of impenetrable dark. Unanswered. I watch, for someone to come find me in my immense desolation.words. i ramble, to myself.
Dispassionate. I hope, if somebody did search me out the person wouldn’t find me or forget why they had even come. Ignorant. I wish, anyone knew or even cared that I was here. Remorseful. I admit, I almost enjoy my self pity aware it’s wrong. Regardless. I observe, no one is going to come no one ever will or does. Shameful. I remain, as always painfully forgotten but now for the most part
by ~BlackeningMist
Gently Curving LinesThere’s this girl, and she writes flowing words of poetry on her arms hiding it from view and carving it out, with sharp razorblades. but really she just wants the world to forget or someone to care. Then to write out her memoir, in an ink made up of her blood and if anyone had asked her why, she’d have told them it was so she Would never forget.Gently Curving Lines
There’s this woman, and she wears pencil skirts and shirts with no sleeves she worries about her life and the future, the same as you or I. but really she just wants someone to notice the faint scars
covering her arms.
by ~BlackeningMist
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"When it comes to the origin of life on this earth, there are only two possibilities: creation or spontaneous generation (evolution). There is no third way. Spontaneous generation was disproved a 100 years ago, but that leads us only to one other conclusion: that of supernatural creation. We cannot accept that on philosophical grounds (personal reasons); therefore, we choose to believe the impossible: that life arose spontaneously by chance. "-Dr. George Wald, winner of the 1967 Nobel peace prize[ well at least he's honest about it.] |
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- Current Residence: California
- Interests: reading, writing, poetry, dancing, raving, singing alot of other stuff that makes up me
- Favourite movie: 10 Things I Hate About You, The Invisible, Accepted, The Butterfly Effect
- Favourite band or musician: Matt and Kim, Angels and Airways, Owl City, Paul Van Dyk, and MGMT
- Favourite genre of music: all-most anything mostly techno like ATB, DJ Italian Sensation, DJ Caffeine.. the list goes on an on
- Favourite style of art: photography, then everything else :]
- MP3 player of choice: anything that can play a beat
- Wallpaper of choice: give me paint^^
- Personal Quote: im so conceded im outgoing (hahaha jk)
- Tools of the Trade: hammer n a chissle
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"Cheer up and dry your damp eyes and tell me when it rains. And I’ll blend up that rainbow above you and shoot it through your veins."-Owl City
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"Cheer up and dry your damp eyes and tell me when it rains. And I’ll blend up that rainbow above you and shoot it through your veins."-Owl City
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Art reaches it's greatest peak when devoid of self-consciousness
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It was an accident officer. I was cleaning my fingernails. With a hunting knife. And he ran into me. Backwards. 17 times.
Procrastinators unite! : Copy and paste this to your signiture....... when you get aroun..
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"Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason."
-Novalis
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It was an accident officer. I was cleaning my fingernails. With a hunting knife. And he ran into me. Backwards. 17 times.
Procrastinators unite! : Copy and paste this to your signiture....... when you get aroun..
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