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Lets look 2by ~Leeisblah
Some girls...I know some girls Who think themselves greatSome girls...
They're not, I can see it.
A single, slender finger slips paster dusky dull lips after every meal,
to dance along the back of the tounge in hopes of brings back up what they just consumed.
They think themselves great,
they are just skin and bone. Palid skin, and grey green eyes.
Such a narrow lilth frame, pointless limbs, such pointless little limbs.
There is no need for this sweetheart. You are beautiful the way you are. Something, someone influnced your mind, brainwashed
by ~Leeisblah
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The Carefree ConfidanteI guess, if I had to pick one, Shiori is probably my closest female friend. I'm not sure how that happened, really, because we're not alike at all..but I feel like I could tell her anything and she wouldn't judge me. She wouldn't think less of me, she'd still just see me as me. And that's what counts in a friend, right?The Carefree Confidante
I mean, it doesn't matter that she's pretty. She is pretty. She has long.. Okay, this will sound weird, but I swear her hair is this really gorgeous shade of a periwinkle of sorts. Pastel blues and lavenders all mixed together like silk. I know, I never would have thought it possible for people to have hair that c
by ~sable-ambiguity
The Compassionate SoulI haven't talked about any of my female friends? That's true, actually.. Maybe it's because they're even harder to talk about.The Compassionate Soul
Not because they're really more complicated, except maybe that's exactly what I mean. Girls are the ones who say what they don't mean, mean what they don't say, and make a good job of muddying everything up with tears and emotions and lots of other things I wish I personally could forget sometimes. I hate crying. I really do. It makes your nose all stuffy and your eyes all puffy and it's hard to swallow and breathe and just..bleh.
But there's this one young woman I recently met named Vialaeh,
by ~sable-ambiguity
The Stoic Youth, Act.IIII think I'm going crazy.The Stoic Youth, Act.III
No, not really. Actually, yes, well.. It's complicated. I know everything that's driving me crazy is real, I know that much. Sometimes I feel like I'm getting taken over by someone, something else, maybe it's my own thoughts, my own feelings, maybe it's another thing entirely. Whatever it is, I'm not alone in myself anymore. This..this thing is there, pressing me, reminding me, gnawing at me, weighing me down, like an anchor that's trying to tell me all I have to do is drown to be happy. I can hardly even stand it when I get a wrinkle in my clothes; how am I supposed to surrender control enough to
by ~sable-ambiguity
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- Current Residence: In my house
- Interests: Taking pictures, and talking on the phone
- Favourite movie: four brothers
- Favourite band or musician: B52!!
- Favourite genre of music: rock
- Favourite artist: Edgar Allen Poe, and my friend Bea, and Larafairie
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe and Bea
- Favourite photographer: Bea and LaraFairie
- Favourite style of art: erm....?
- Operating System: windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: bean
- Shell of choice: whats this?
- Wallpaper of choice: a picture I took on the 3rd of July
- Skin of choice: mine
- Favourite game: soccer
- Favourite gaming platform: grass
- Favourite cartoon character: I dunno
- Personal Quote: "Love is overrated. One uses the word so much I found its losts its meaning." ~Lee
- Tools of the Trade: Camara l Pen and paper l
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/letredsnowfall
- Email: yardstickbasebal@aol.com
- AIM: yardstickbasebal
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um, also, man. your head is like, a pelvis.
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