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Wish (Best)
If you can read this:
You are loved. ♥ -
Green Hornet (Why I Want to See It)
HAY GUISE.
That new Green Hornet movie? You may have seen The Unmentionable One cavorting around mixing himself Red-Eyes and pulling these creepy faces that literally make me want to punch him?
(For the record I'm not sure why my reaction is this viscerally angry. I just--want to destroy his face every time he appears on any screen anywhere. KILL ( Read more... ) -
Astarte, Adrasteia, Asterope, Calliope (Role Call)
Burial is just everything I need right now, the bridge between where I just left and where I am going, psychologically, psychosocially, inside and outside. My worldview has been altered, attenuated, only this time by sharing the experiences of a real person, and I'm not sure how I feel about that ( Read more... ) -
HEY! LIFE! (YEAH, YOU, LIFE!)
I'm coming to fuck you in the butt!
...Sometimes you just have to say it.
Since September, I have been able to deflect all varieties of the Freshman Death Cough by washing my hands until the flesh is cracking off and just generally avoiding everyone ( Read more... ) -
Believin' In Yourself (Just As Much As You Doubt)
From taraljc. Fifteen questions about my fic.
OH AND. I haven't format checked Fanfiction.net and I won't be doing so. From now on, I'm just going to upload stuff and let it be, let it be, speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
( My ego's not all I got that's massive. :3 ) -
Code Silver (Fourth Alarm)
On the heels of every hope walks Dathan.
I am a stonecutter. The Pharaohs like their images cut deep.
I put no blood on my door!
Then stone bleeds. -
Rinse and Repeat (Love Is Not A Victory March)
What is the current stardate?I'm so fucking busy. All the time with all the things. I'll just go on a jag tomorrow and get his app done. If I can do it for school, I can do it for a game ( Read more... ) -
Hold My Hand (Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda)
It's kind of awesome, because you can hear where he didn't actually need AutoTune.
I think I've spammed you one of my favorites over and over, not an MJ track but yeah. Surf rock that melted in space, dessicated machine hearts grinding to a halt, and on rolls the recording, tireless and entirely without life or death. -
Well Hello (Reduced Set Instructions)
See? I'm not made for this deadlines crap; I can't even post every day ( Read more... ) -
Forget (Scrub)
There is a certain sort of modern poem that I just can't stand.
It's like they grab a nature symbol, a pop culture reference, and an abstraction, and butcher them in the plainest language they possibly can. All sort of straining toward one another like girders rusting inward in the rain. But nothing touches, nothing matches, nothing signifies ( Read more... )