| (Yes, I did Change it again.) Writing about him. Oh my. And if you're him, reading this... Do not disregard that, and walk around without pants more often. |
| (Yes, I did Change it again.) Writing about him. Oh my. And if you're him, reading this... Do not disregard that, and walk around without pants more often. |


I Don't Love YouI am afraid, but that doesn't mean I won't love the day I can say "I don't love you anymore."I Don't Love You


Aprocrypha NowThis is a shattered realm.Aprocrypha Now
Pockmarked by bodies decaying-torn and bloodied fabric dripping off
the rotted flesh. Crumbling concrete sinks into the dead earth, crack and stained with blood, booze, and rotting carcasses. Everywhere, the rusted hunks of framing, the smell of burnt plastic and rubber. Everywhere, smoke. Everywhere, fire, and noxious gas that fills the deflated lungs of the cadavers littering the buckling streets. Animals howl, blood and infection seeping from their jaws, bloated from the meat of a million bodies. Th


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Loneliness"Annette comes to school drugged." Drugged on cough syrup and misery and cold hearted abandon and hunger. Hunger for anything. Her knuckles are raw and pink, like a baby mouse, and her fingernails are black, partially from polish, and partially from dirt and decay. Her arms are scratched and scarred from accidental brushes with her ragged nails as she shivered with invisibility. She is pale, and wraith-like, long limbed and edgy. Her eyes were blue once, they say, but now they're just mud, and dead. The circles rimming them are blacker than her nails, and her mud pit irises sometimes sink back into her face.Loneliness
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
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If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can. & there is nothing more to it than that.
~ Brian Andreas
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"Ooh, he's foxy... And you think so too..."-Doctor Who
I wumbo, you wumbo, he/she/me wumbo. Wumbo, Wumboing, Wumbology.-Patrick
A medium sized chest of riches~-The Misadventures of Flapjack
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Only in silence the word,
only in dark the light,
only in dying life:
bright the hawk\\\'s flight
on the empty sky.
Ursula K. Le Guin, A Wizard of Earthsea
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"Ooh, he's foxy... And you think so too..."-Doctor Who
I wumbo, you wumbo, he/she/me wumbo. Wumbo, Wumboing, Wumbology.-Patrick
A medium sized chest of riches~-The Misadventures of Flapjack
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"Ooh, he's foxy... And you think so too..."-Doctor Who
I wumbo, you wumbo, he/she/me wumbo. Wumbo, Wumboing, Wumbology.-Patrick
A medium sized chest of riches~-The Misadventures of Flapjack
[link] I'm a member!
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I really should be studying.
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"Ooh, he's foxy... And you think so too..."-Doctor Who
I wumbo, you wumbo, he/she/me wumbo. Wumbo, Wumboing, Wumbology.-Patrick
A medium sized chest of riches~-The Misadventures of Flapjack
[link] I'm a member!
the dawn wanders
and tears the edge of
her hem
on the last fingers
of the night
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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