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About Me Member Deviant of Many Talents Via Freire16/Female/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 2 Years
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Amen.I am trying to find the sense in everything senseless  Like digging to the center of the earth to find myself right back onto the surface. No center, no answer, no solution to a problem made of imaginary numbers. But isn’t there? There must be. Must there? I close my eyes and count back the years since math class, count back the years since innocence and lilacs and the lack of cynicism and a tempered child teeming with too much to say, I spill my seeds across the floor and watch them grow into eloquent sentences. A picture is worth a thousand words, a thousand words is an eloquent arguement and a picture, my love, cannot replace an Amen.
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How the earth was madecollisions and shattered pelvic bones and a song to steal the souls of sinners, we balance our minds in our palms and wait for the cue, a moment of silence please. They bow their heads and we wait for the cue. The father, the son and the holy ghost, amen, they stand on their own two feet and we wait for the cue. Peace be with you, and you and you, and like two angry asteroids we lock fists with faces, skulls with shoes, shins with baseball bats, an explosion of sound and hot air burning through thin and cold skin. We bruise banisters, destroy the pews and pews and pews,   
and mind you, this is not a brute force, mind you, I am not How the earth was made
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I hate my english teacher.that death would bring us to tears was a horrible assumption, because we do not believe in the beginning and the end, just energy. A constant whir of movement and a sound and heat in the air and electricity and metaphysics. We cannot see ourselves as the mind and the body, but we cannot imagine the feeling of loss of thought, we do not see ourselves without free will, but we cannot deny that we are a product of our environments.   
that total loss of control over everything would bring me to my knees was a reasonable prediction, because I cannot define the feeling I encounter when I finally realize that I am human and what that real I hate my english teacher.
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i am sick.
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16 years old. A geek forever. I am ridiculous and half unicorn. I'm not looking to be anyone's anything, i just want some clarity, the light at the end of the tunnel. I'm a 2nd generation flowerchild and I would like to know what true peace is.

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: Florence, West Coast
  • Interests: The cool stuff.
  • Favourite movie: Someone reminded me how much I like James and the Giant Peach
  • Favourite genre of music: Chill stuff. ambient.
  • Favourite artist: Somefield
  • Favourite poet or writer: Chuck Palahnuik
  • Favourite photographer: The one with talent and a camera
  • Favourite style of art: trippy kinds
  • MP3 player of choice: Casset tapes. they dont mess around
  • Skin of choice: The fleshy kind
  • Favourite game: Kirby and the Crystal shards.
  • Favourite gaming platform: N64
  • Personal Quote: Such a lovely girl, and such a lovely house, something went terribly wrong
  • Tools of the Trade: Photoshop CS2+CS3, Camera.

FillyFallzyFallfall. Too bad it was 100 degrees.

Mon Sep 21, 2009, 8:07 PM
I love fall. I always tell myself it’s too cliche to love fall, but I do. I feel like all “writers love fall” and “cats” and “subtly beautiful people”. I feel like all “writers” are “working on their novel” and that “fall” gives them “inspiration.”.

Well, I like fall because I can wear coats again and because I get to walk across parking lots and sidewalks finding leaves to crunch. And because it always makes smells more profound. And because of fires on mountains. And because of low lighting. And motherfucking Halloween. And happy families. And good horror movies. And car heaters. And boys. All music sounds good in fall. Apple cider comes back with a passion. Walking everywhere becomes less work and more adventurous. Walks in the forest aren’t as gay. Bear season. The Soul collective tour is on. Cabins, car rides, hats, coats.

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~catarinamzfernandes Jul 20, 2009, 12:43:26 PM
Please use my stock if you want, i will have many more soon

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~OliviaxBaudelaire Sep 29, 2009, 6:48:35 PM
Thank you..I suppose..

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I wear my ghosts,
like i wear my bones.
On the inside.
Milky white
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`pahness Apr 13, 2009, 10:05:46 PM
thank you ♥ ☆ ♥
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