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SnowFlabbergasted stripes, wallpaper of white: spreading, like a funnel - crawling light. A tame tank full of falling thought taboo la razor: blank. Sacred fluff!Snow
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changethe tips of the roots of the tree called life, wrapped around the sphere that is your eye. the tips of the roots, visible when you smile. the birds in the canopy of the tree called life no room for cold to reign the realm of your head. the birds in the canopy, their song is your laughter. the wind through the leaves of the tree called life, whispering its stories of freedom and strength. the wind through the leaves, each story one breath. greedily drawing red water from that organ of love (the tree called life) creatinchange
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BorderlineAviator Sunglasses on another innocent nose. an empty smile. I slowly start floating on a currant of stars through concrete buildings. I'm just a horse with blinders A moth that sees no light. Veins, the color of trees through my skin, solid as rubber. soft metal touches cold flesh. All I need is a shoulder. Why do peanuts always come in pairs of two? crushed shells on the floor.Borderline
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of houses and hurricanesmy heart, a grain of sand golden, not gold you're a thief taking it back to the depths. watching it tumble crack when it hits the ground. your symptoms sound as if it's all just wood or marble to you. "pick it up, put it back!" i say salt water in my eyes i loathe you.of houses and hurricanes
back to the depths.
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- Current Residence: germany
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- Personal Quote: life's too short
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To look life in the face,
always to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is. At last, to know it, to love it for what it is, and then … to put it away.
Always the years between us, always the years.
Always the love.
Always the hours
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Door to reality: ->
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On to the more serious things... I hope you know what you got yourself into with Juri, for some reason I have this picture of you in my head being all fucked up cause he broke up with you... it's scaring me a lot. I absolutely do not want to see you getting hurt. Problem is... I can totally see Juri hurting you if he falls back into his I-like-being-an-asshole-pattern. It's weird... I want to see you happy and my heart'd really like to believe you'll be happy with him and my head just can't see it happening.
Sorry for being so annoyingly pessimistic again - I'm having a total relationships-never-last-moment here.
Wow. I really suck at this best friend thing, huh?
I should be the one supporting you and instead i'm just tearing your relationship to shreds.
AND I should totally stop rambling. Sorry.
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To look life in the face,
always to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is. At last, to know it, to love it for what it is, and then … to put it away.
Always the years between us, always the years.
Always the love.
Always the hours
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To look life in the face,
always to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is. At last, to know it, to love it for what it is, and then … to put it away.
Always the years between us, always the years.
Always the love.
Always the hours
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what's beyond the mirror?? sometimes i wanna be there, on the other side...
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Join the Doomsters Community
Do you think, this could be your portal to world domination, mini-me?
Cheers
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[link] please visit my gallery too !
Soooo when you're back and all, gimme a call, would ya? And did I tell you that the Tarja concert is next friday? Multiple excitment alerts!
Now I just need my new camera to be delivered pronto and maybe a new life/mind and everything's all great again... Miss you
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Two saddened angels
In heaven, in death
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