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Through the mind we flee to space
As the shadows choose the place
Though afraid, my sleeper must awake
So I've used up all and left this time

July 27, 2007

"I used to wear my heart on my sleeve, now I don't anymore."

I love this picture of Ricarda. I played with photoshop a little bit, obviously.


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There's so much I want to say now ( Read more... )

Its shocking how poorly I get treated by specific people ( Read more... )

There has been a person whose been seeing me often lately ( Read more... )

Now waking to the sun,
I calculate what I had done.

Blue October

I've got fuckin' horns growing out of my head and I keep trying to cut them off or sand it down.

Its the old me crying to be free.

Sorry pal, no luck. Die.

Here's a small snippet of a poem I wrote, its the ending.

Even though my queen's throne,
Is empty right now,
The cold doesn't touch my bone.

Peace & Love