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What brings me down...is love.

Hot. Sticky sweet air. And you…. So cold.
Your too beautiful face, with it’s bright, ever knowing, blue as the heaven sky eyes. Set just perfectly above pink colored check bones. With lips soft as flower petals, the lightest shade of red dancing across the little heart shaped mound of skin.
Freckles spewed randomly around on your light skin. I loved to kiss every one of those freckles and think of how nice they would look cut out, hanging on my wall in a flesh colored picture frame.
You were so young, so fragile. I could have easily broken your neck while you slept soundly, curled u

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Dream Boati had always told you the pinkish-white dress with the bow made of satin had reminded me of a bed sheet.

young child, invincible and daring to dream of sailing away on their boats out into high seas, off to find adventure, find new worlds, original people, fresh feelings. only things they needed were a sail boat, a bed sheet and an imagination enough to get them through whatever might cause troubles. we were still young, at heart, and we dreamed of the same things.

oh how we dreamed. it was almost like a constant pray, begging, pleading, 'please, oh please, let our lives forever be entwined. Let nothing separate us Dream Boat
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beauty is often misconcievedwill you still look upon me the same after the flesh has been torn from my face?

huge gash marks, mangled; made by dull finger nails run all the way down my cheeks in place of tears.

my mouth a hole leading to destructive insides.

maybe if I tear it off... then all the bad will build up in my chest and explode leaving a

&# beauty is often misconcieved
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unshaveddark black pokey hair growing in my under arm.
                         “i didn’t shave my arm pits, but today is the day that i don’t care.”

im a walking frame full of antonyms.
      straight teeth :: crooked smile
      murky dark circles :: bright vivid eyes
      chubby middle :: boney back
     &n unshaved
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Train Stationvibrations, up through my feet, into my bones, feeling them before i could hear it, racking my frame, my nerves jerking with every clank of the train.

her dress redred against the yellow train. ketchup and mustard was my first thought, making my stomach protest against the empty feeling it carried.
(food was never my first priority)

golden locks strewn around by the movement of the train. clear-summer-sky blue eyes and ruby lips were the most prominent feature against brilliant white skin.

she watched me, witch a gaze so intense and yet at the same time Train Station
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at night we tread softly towards the river where we undress. everything is slow motion in the silver light of one million diamonds that glow overhead, and our bodies are feathered dove’s wings. we float together into the grass that stands tall thick like a forest, and lay with our backs to the sky, our arms and legs entangled. the sounds of night echo in our hearts, smooth but sharp. continuous but broken. birds and crickets and other wild things. we can close our eyes, encompassed in dark, and still see each other’s face. smiling and sighing. untitled nights
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turn this bed room upside down tonight

Mon Aug 24, 2009, 10:09 PM

August 25th
1: o4 am
this morning im saying....

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a fish bone embedded into the knuckle of my thumb, working its way out, leaving a sack of raised flesh as a reminder that its still there.
(raised flesh that swims across my body, goose bumps, reminds me your still embedded into my skin)

you tell me to crawl under the covers with you, wrap you up in my arms, so you can sleep till fall.

“why till fall?”

“cus then ill trade with you till Christmas.”

(i love fall, so ill have to pass on your offer.)

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just some random words i need to get out there. have any ideas of how i could finish it, actually make it into something, then just let me know.

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school soon, too soon.

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the weather has been nice, i like it.

pathetic, talking about the weather.

ill shut up now.

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Current Residence: In my mind, somewhere warm
Interests: Reading.Singing.Listening to Music. Coloring. Writing. Walks.My Phone.Helping Friends
Favourite movie: The Nightmare Before Christmas, Edward Siccors Hands, A Walk To Remeber.
Favourite band or musician: Breaking Benjamin, Blue October, MCR, Hollywood Undead, Mudvaine. Motion City Soundtrack.
Favourite genre of music: Most anything but Country
MP3 player of choice: Ipod
Skin of choice: Dark
Favourite game: Piddle(:
Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny, Chowder, Patrick Star
Personal Quote: If you stumble...make it part of your dance
Tools of the Trade: Over Carring. Crying at the most awkward times. Being self destructive. Being Me