but it's time I moved on. It bears too many scars, too many things I don't stand for anymore.
In the off chance you did not get my note, my new account is
-A


I'm like you are like us.there once was a girl.I'm like you are like us.
and she'll never love (the same way) again
you're just like her,
and she's just like you.


haha, I am not amused.does it amuse you that when I (thought I) was dying, I never thought ofhaha, I am not amused.
you?
perhaps I did remember not to forget,
but I forget anyhow.


Turning circles.As the earth tilts upon its axis, I watch the tables turnTurning circles.
still hoping that one
single star might be plucked from the dusky twilight, and fall at my feet.


People and pre-shrunk cotton.I've found thatPeople and pre-shrunk cotton.
once you pick apart a person's ego,
even the most mysterious and intriguing of individuals
are significantly less interesting. We're all just accumulations of misconceptions and predetermined characteristics, (and, in some cases, cosmetics and faux leather).
Perhaps I should settle for face value, undermining personas is a bad habit of mine.


Galatea or Why Lenin?You told me catholic girls wereGalatea or Why Lenin?
a physical manifestion of a parochical male fantasy. Fuck you.
You taught me to goosestep like a
Nazi. We practised when no-one heard me scream. Your coat is a
nuremberg trial. I remember
the first time I smoked a cigarette & the first time I pretended I was in love with someone. I remember when the hall was empty and I danced like Plastic Bertrand. I remember you clapping loudly and then blushing.
I remember crying & laughing
& dying twice in one weekend.
And you used to
| They call me Anna. A silly thing, names are. Just another man-made concept in our pitiful attempt to understand this universe. I think often, but don't seem to learn anything. I don't talk much, but like to think I have something to say. Fascinating people fascinate me. |
Keep up the good work!
but I logged on to check in on things, and I just wanted to say that you are welcome.
I'm very curious to know what that question might be...but I won't pry. I'm just glad to know my words have done something somehow for someone.
--
"So, all that's left,
Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf."
Spread the Love
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"It's not so much what is written, but where it comes from" ~Anonymous
Our lovely icon was made by ~MidnaGirl!! Thank you!
(i used to think life was ironic but now im not so sure)
--
the only thing lady luck gave me was an STI and a death wish.
But they interest me, nonetheless.
--
"So, all that's left,
Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf."
Thanks again, for the watch, favorites, and whatever else you deserve to be thanked for. X)
--
"So, all that's left,
Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf."
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"So, all that's left,
Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf."
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