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So apparently I'm a socialist. :x
You are a
Social Liberal
(76% permissive)
and an...
Economic Liberal
(20% permissive)
You are best described as a:
Socialist
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I'm your moon, you're my moon, we go round and round...
Random post time, to fight back that glumness that was six days ago. D:
For one... I was watching a contact juggling video on youtube, and stumbled upon a fucking -amazing- song.
Secondly: Ava out of context ( Read more... ) -
I dislike dreaming.
I dislike dreaming. Feeling generally like shit -- I want to fight someone. I wanna fight as hard as I can, until I collapse. I want my entire body soaked in the burning pain that comes with that feeling, the knowledge that you put your all -- fuck, more than your all -- into a very specific goal. It would feel good ( Read more... ) -
Writin' a paper on instinct for school.
I've come across a rather basic, selfish thought.
I want to lay down with a pretty girl cradled in my arms, singing to her.
These are the kind of thoughts that invade my mind while I walk from BMCC to the ferry listenin' to sappy love songs. -
Somethin' special for someone I know, 'cos she said.
'cos I know you care and don't like to see me wallowing in my own misery 'n shit, this is what I've concluded I'll do ( Read more... ) -
Missed potential.
So I found an old preview CD to a local band, Carnival of Souls. It's this little cheap cardboard sleeve, with a big blue sticker stating "DEBUT ALBUM DUE JULY 2001!"
I remembered liking this band for some reason or another, so I threw the CD in and popped on a track that I knew I liked, a song called "Dirty". I also knew this song had one flaw, but ( Read more... ) -
I feel... mildly insightful...
But not enough for a big, eloquent post.
It's odd. I want to write about myself -- which is a fucking freaky statement for me as it is -- but I don't have anything specific. I *HAD* an idea last night, but I didn't bother with it. It was all typed up and ready to go in an IM to Ava -- one of the awesome people from help_them_heal, which itself seems to be ( Read more... ) -
死の幻
The counterattack is about to begin.
It's cruel and it's beautiful!
Tears only get in the way,
finesse means nothing!
Come one, come all, the show's about to start!
Tragic and lovely!
Regret will only get in the way, 'cos the PLOT is such a delicate thing!
死の幻
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