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.a paragraph never sent.
you didn't say it
but you were begging me to stay.
and don't lie to me- you know well just how fragile i am.
so don't stress on writing another paragraph because you won't even feel it.
just so you know, i already exploded. you wouldn't know, 'cause you weren't there.
you're never here.
on the count of three i'll let go
one...
two... -
Pressing Flowers
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the band, just the plot. Title from Pressing Flowers by Sine Cura ( Read more... ) -
Close Your Eyes And Count To Ten
Title: Close Your Eyes And Count To Ten (And Tell Me How The Hell You've Been ( Read more... ) -
.constellations.
it's five in the AM here and all i want to do is shut my eyes, fall asleep, and dream about the moon.
not you.
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i'm sick of these miracles
i've noticed that ever since the day we stopped talking something in me broke.
and it's not your fault my mind is wired this way.
but you know me and you know how well i don't react to these things.
so don't test me.
please don't test me anymore.
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welcome back, *me*
so my lj application kept crashing and i still don't own a good laptop, and i kept forgetting about using chrome browser on my phone, but anyways...
i finished my first semester in art school, and am currently on winter break. i still have a good 20 days left to paint and draw and go bananas on art until i have to go back.
i'll update with art these ( Read more... ) -
.(old journal entry II).
so last week ringo* told me to »disrespect art«
and i think that's the only important thing i'll ever learn in art school.
thank u ringo xo
*(no, his name is not ringo he's not a lame ass fucking beatle he's my teacher and he intimidates me) -
.(old journal entry).
i'm not really sure how long one of these art blocks are supposed to last but it's NOT COOL MAN.
i wish my head would throw up ideas like i threw up that lasagna the other night.
why is my handwriting so shitty?since when did i decide i wanted to become an artist ( Read more... )
