~starsdie
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- Deviant since Apr 16, 2005, 12:16 PM
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generally speaking. I loveToday it is simple. It begins with caves opening to reveal blindness for little seconds before my eyes painfully adjust. Travels on up a steep slope that jagged legs, crinkle left and right to straighten, when everything is level. Ten minutes pass (remember: I’m always almost always lying about the time, but it’s only because I don’t remember), and on the eleventh, I’m wet with water that could’ve touched so many dead things before it washes over my lips. But still, morning comes with clean. And when I open my eyes to streaming water I feel happier when it is not mine; let it wash clean my orbs, blaze themgenerally speaking. I love
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Devious Information
- Current Age: too young to hold on, too old to just break free and run
- Current Residence: a place where ghosts reside to whisper into the ears of travellers
- Interests: loveblows and lovecries
- Favourite movie: le fabuleux destin d'amélie poulain
- Favourite band or musician: steven wilson
- Favourite genre of music: it goes like this - the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift...
- Favourite artist: john william waterhouse
- Favourite poet or writer: halina poświatowska
- Operating System: fedora 7
- Personal Quote: "when i'm good, i'm very good. when i'm bad, i'm better."
- Tools of the Trade: charm and countercharm
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if i had children, they would be artists
not bankers, not politicians, nothing wasteful
and if they were writers, they would not write for money
they would write for truth [link]
xo!
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interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
unwrapped
I like your gallery
xo!
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interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
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"my friends are my estate."-emily dickinson
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Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
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Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
This comment is flagged as spam.
you.
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let's go play on a baggage carousel
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"I eat ready for breakfast!"
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let's go play on a baggage carousel
i do not know how, though.
your name is unbelievably cool.
how did I not know it before??
:<
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order the smexilious combination of black/white witticisms in batches of a thousand words complementing the plethora of shining images breathed into the blown-glass of poetry that is | mimesis | here.
you're welcome. thank you for taking time to visit me too.
It has been a very long time since anyone acknowledged my existence on deviantART, so I must thank you for doing so.
SW = truth and beauty.
- Elaeri.
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"I don't want to be old,
and I don't want dependents.
It's no fun to be told
that you can't blame your parents anymore.
I'm finding it hard to hang from a star."
- SW
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my enemy said to me, "love your enemy."
and i obeyed him and loved myself. gibran
you'll write again, and it'll be fantastic (:
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order the smexilious combination of black/white witticisms in batches of a thousand words complementing the plethora of shining images breathed into the blown-glass of poetry that is | mimesis | here.
i'm here.
where've you gone?
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order the smexilious combination of black/white witticisms in batches of a thousand words complementing the plethora of shining images breathed into the blown-glass of poetry that is | mimesis | here.
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my enemy said to me, "love your enemy."
and i obeyed him and loved myself. gibran
love you to death. If I don't get this back, I understand. But I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to 15 people that you really care about, including the person that sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back, then you are loved. Nobody knows what they have until they loose it. You never leave the person whom you love for the one you like, because that person who you like will leave you for the person whom they love. Tonight, right at 12:00am, your true love is going to realize that they LOVE you! Then something is going to happen to you between 1:00 and 2:00 a.m. Tomorrow, be ready for the greatest shock of your life. If you break this chain, you are going to have bad luck in love for the next years of your life. Send this to 15 people in 15 minutes. Do it if you wanna know who your real love is YOU CANNOT RETURN THIS AS OF NOW
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They call me Dr. Worm,
Good morning, how are you? I'm Dr. Worm,
I'm interested in things,
I'm not a real doctor but I am a real worm I am an actual worm,
I live like a worm.
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I am listening to album 9 out of like 20 or so.
I'm growing infatuated with them, ever day...and next week is gonna be WICKED.
And hellooooo...
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All I need is a piece of paper
and something to write with, and then
I can turn the world upside down.
- Nietzche
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