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Should've asked permissionYou don't believe me and I don't believe you.Should've asked permission
It's not that we don't trust each other - we do, perhaps too much - but we do not want to be left open and bare and vulnerable, when we both know so acutely what pain such an action can bring; and should either of us crumble and acknowledge what the other is saying, we would invite the fragile web of words to capture us and trap us.
We battled for so long to get to this one point and now we are here, we have stumbled upon the realisation that we have no idea if this is the right choice, or if this will tangle us together in such a way would fight for escape before we foug
by ~iPawed
Little BirdLittle bird, paint your yourself with dust.Little Bird
Dress yourself in the dirt because it doesn't pay to stand out here: I can see it in your eyes, the wonder of the pain they've caused and you just don't know why.
They're jealous, little bird.
So make yourself as drab as you can - loose the colour of your rainbow feathers, loose that sparkle in your step, and loose your hope, little bird, or they'll eat you alive.
It's better to fade away, little bird.
They've deceived you terribly, I know; I was there once myself, I've been one of the guilty. Please, little bird, listen to me: you shi
by ~iPawed
A BiographyThe sunset scattered fire across the sky and the silence grew like a weed until it was almost thick enough to touch but her eyes were lost in the distance, staring at a place somewhere between last year and the end of the world and so I drowned in the noise of nothing.A Biography
I remembered the time she'd explained the meaning behind the saying,
"Only the good die young,"
- and I wondered what had died in her to leave her looking so hollow.
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My Momma used to tell me, quit while you're ahead, but then she slipped into my life as tangible as smoke and Momma shook her head and s
by ~iPawed
For The Love Of GodFor the love of God: Why can't you feel what I feel?For The Love Of God
Why can't you see the way it bubbles up inside me and spills over, leaving me utterly helpless against you, even as you turn away?
Who knew such a beautiful thing could be marred by such overwhelming loneliness.
by ~iPawed
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- Current Residence: queenstown, aotearoa
- Interests: body modification. photography. music. fast things.
- Favourite movie: fight club. wall-e. happy feet. perfume. the notebook.
- Favourite band or musician: ... anything decent. which is a lot.
- Favourite genre of music: rock & easy listening
- Favourite style of art: photography/realistic sketch
- MP3 player of choice: ipod classic in black; mine's called abuser!
- Shell of choice: seashell. hah.
- Skin of choice: freckled, sun-tanned and warm
- Favourite game: the card game "scum".
- Favourite gaming platform: peasea :]
- Favourite cartoon character: mandy [the grim adventures]
- Personal Quote: "make me."
- Tools of the Trade: digital camera; canvas; acrylic; pencils; my mind
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Consider the daffodil. And while you’re doing that, I’ll be over here, looking through your stuff.
Much appreciated.
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My window show the same
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FML.
*die*
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