gocitago: LUFFFFFFFFFFFF JU ( Read more... )

'if they're not proud of it send it back.' what are these stories to me? is there only enough discipline to go around? why do i demand love be a vigil, some such partnership; am i a bridge, am i the sick, am i an unruly beast, or a specialized animal whose purpose does not always fit occasion? -a doberman that must be eyed carefully, beckoned, ( Read more... )

disclaimer: some people might not think so,
assertion: but with what i've been going through, this is too good for me not to post:

You scored as English. You should be an English major! Your passion lies in writing and expressing yourself creatively, and you hate it when you are inhibited from doing so. Pursue that interest of yours!

English
100%
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oh fuck... new hottest word of the moment: perspicacious.

these glorious, unwieldy demons that only submit to our calls of defeat, screams of cooperation. cackles, growls, and determined brows, this lust is ours, this power; we breathe the smoke in strands and feel it slink down our throats, we'll coil it in our stomachs to spit in nets - lashing our tongues over and around an unsuspecting world, bound ( Read more... )

but that's just a guess, i'm low on the totem pole-- no, i'm not even on the totem pole-- the people who carve the totem pole don't know who i am-- i don't even live in the vicinity of totem poles...

i expect anticlimaxes and i consciously withhold the need for validation - if not pitiful, what an exhausting pursuit, no ( Read more... )

dude! i just saw harry potter and he was all grown up and 6'4" and hot!

how to apologize, impossible. perhaps only to god at one's bedside, not to bury it in another day, but keep it hidden from the rest of the world, release it without unnecessary obstacle, not to bricks or vines, but to air, free and breathable. demons exorcised, beauty will be birthed with runes of scars down its backside, its pragmatic weight in ( Read more... )

i'll remember her face buried in the red hood, and next to her, her, northbound in the beige hat. reclaim a namesake and splotchy ink, come back to every one and every place that you've thought you've put away, that you've forgotten you haven't told to fuck off ( Read more... )