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rubybruiseday January 28 2009, 03:04:34 UTC
Somewhere I know there's nothing but unsailed seas.

-Somewhere I know there's nothing, Chad VanGaalen

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rubybruiseday January 28 2009, 03:12:22 UTC
Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath.

-Wasteland, Francesca Lia Block

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rubybruiseday January 28 2009, 03:13:02 UTC
If you were a mermaid, you said, If you were a mermaid, I was the sea.

-Wasteland, Francesca Lia Block

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rubybruiseday January 28 2009, 03:16:31 UTC
Nothing happened. And everything did. Your whole life you can be told something is wrong and so you believe it. Why should you question it? But then slowly seeds are planted inside of you, one by one, by a touch or a look or a day skateboarding in a park, and they start to unfurl uncurl little green shoots and they start to burst out of old hulls shells and they start to sprout. And pretty soon there are so many of them. They are named Love and Trust and Kindness and Joy and Desire and Wonder and Spirit and Soulmate. They grow in a garden so dense and thick that it starts to invade your brain where the old things you were once told are dying. By the time this garden reaches your brain the old things are dead. They make no sense. The logic of the seeds sprouted inside of you is the only real thing.

-Wasteland, Francesca Lia Block

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rubybruiseday January 28 2009, 03:18:00 UTC
Go down to the water where we used to swim. Stand under the sky at dawn when the sky is streaked with blood. Open your mouth and shout our secret to the waves. The ocean will be your voice. You won't have to carry anything alone.

-Wasteland, Francesca Lia Block

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