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Unsent Letter IVdear shunshine.Unsent Letter IV
i can't escape you. all these absences that fall in between us are strangling all the words that i've been struggling to get right. i can count the minutes that i waste in sifting through the letters that i write to you when you're long absent from my company, and the words all reflect the same trailing thought: that i am incomplete from the moment that i am without you. it's a hard struggle to feel this weak and still be so in love with that which makes me feel this weak; and you're what makes me weak in the knees, weak in the pitch of my voice when you catch me off guard, and weak whenever you let your own guard
by ~rightwhereyoubelong
WIP: AmaranthineThe pale echoes of faint footfalls fell onto deaf ears as a young man stepped onto the wet pavement, swollen with water from the previous day’s rainfall. It was a few hours past sunset, and the dark had settled early and heavily, sinking the houses into shadow and keeping young ones inside. The neighborhood was grimly silent with just traces of thin barks from stray dogs and the occasional passing car that disrupted waiting puddles, and the only company that the man could see were the distant perched drunks sitting on rotted porches, watching old sitcoms on dusty television sets that were reminiscent of a decade past. Khain was readily aWIP: Amaranthine
by ~rightwhereyoubelong
Unsent Letter IIIthese fingers long spent clutching sleepless nights are now stained with stardust and the black canopy tar that stretches across summer twilights. i fear bright lights and rising tides, but i can't shake this feeling that it's all beginning to catch up to me now. and i can't stop the motion, and i can't stop this emotion, and it's going to be the death of me before i even get the chance to breathe. i want the escape that's promised with futures that are dispensed from the very palms of god, but i don't feel that sort of grace where i'm hiding now. dark corners and rotten basements beneath humid homes. and i've lived with this guilt for so lonUnsent Letter III
by ~rightwhereyoubelong
Unsent Letter IIi won't apologize for being selfish because i've nothing left to keep for myself, and what little i do have left, i am going to be selfish over. how many years have i spent counting on promises you let slip with careless ease? how many lies have i listened to just to keep you in the better place of my heart? i've never counted much on your promises of crossing these three thousand miles to be with me, but i've always had such high hopes that you at least intended on following through with those means of saving money for it. and instead, i watched you fall into cocaine and alcohol, and i heard rumors of you wasting money over it. when you cameUnsent Letter II
by ~rightwhereyoubelong
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i'm choking.i am sitting with smoking nerves andi'm choking.
frayed circuit wires, everything i don't
know knotting together for me to choke
on.
if there is a door, i can't find it.
if there is an answer, i'm unaware.
instead i am falling to my knees and
crawling under the smoke, eyes watering
and knuckles bleeding. no closer to the end
than when i had begun.
if i had the courage, i'd crack open your ribs and get the answer for myself. if i was brave,
i'd simply reach over and pinch the truth from
your tongue.
or i'd just tie my heart to the ra
by =Corina90
DescendencyThe elders tell us this story:Descendency
In the beginning, when the Earth was warm, we lived on the land as Man, in those cities now sunken on the ocean floor. We were fat and lazy and proud, and we built machines to do our living for us. And while, for a time, we were blissful in our ignorance, we soon grew tired of our sedentary lives, of the softness of our bellies, of looking at each other with dull and dreamless eyes.
So we abandoned our cities and machines, shed our clothes and shoes and left them to rot on our roads, and we came to dwell in the hills and trees. We grew fur to protect our skins. We hunted and became hun
by *PhantomTollman
| now, this is art worth watching! |
Journal History
- Sep 30, 2009 pour l'amour.
- Mar 18, 2009 in fine.
- Dec 22, 2008 amour fati.
- Jan 19, 2008 une dernier danse.
- Dec 9, 2007 ad libitum.
- Dec 2, 2007 ad astra.
- Nov 13, 2007 sans amour.
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| what's there to say for myself other than that i live and breathe just as you do, and i have needs and desires, and i know despair and real love, just as you find yourself having and knowing; in the fine line of separation dividing between us, we're both still the same in our humanity, and in our desire to be understood and loved. |
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- Favourite band or musician: nine inch nails. opeth. fiona apple.
- Favourite poet or writer: anne rice. stephen king. john steinbeck.
- Personal Quote: "It's a long walk back to Eden, dear, so don't sweat the small stuff."
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what's been up wichoo?
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The travelling, or the working...or the seeing shows bidness?
YOURSELF chica?
xD
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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
Everything you can imagine is real. -Pablo Picasso
ahh, not too much on my side.
just hanging out with the faja, while the mum's in korea.
other than that, i've been sitting here.
in front of this laptop, for wayyy too long, haha.
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