the dark circles under my eyes aren't from the makeup, but rather the nights, hours, minutes, seconds of losing sleep over a single word that started driving me insane. speaking of intersections, at the crossing at condemtion and absolution, i had thoughts about looking back. then, your car of innocence and mine of guilt both crash more perfectly ( Read more... )

We're kids pouring our souls out all over keyboards and falling in love with what comes from our itunes. We are new age. We are the product of a cross between revolution and rebel. We are what you think we are, but we are also the things you don't see. We're a new wave of clothes, ideas and life styles. You hate us because we're too original too ( Read more... )

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