

the speculation around timeand now apathy weighs on me so heavily... i'm pressed for time, at least, that's what he's telling me. goodbye, room. i'll be home soon.the speculation around time
You're a follower of the party, and so wrapped up in feeling sorry you ever missed a second for a chance like this. And all this time i had forgotten, how tangled my insides had shot and all i ever wanted was to be untwisted, why?
and now all i keep inside of me is melting. the laughter falls and drowns my thoughts in honesty. i hate to see you go, but i hate even more let you know.
And I try but I'm a failure


The Art That Is Losing Marie"I can't think anymore. I know this, yet for some reason I keep attemping to maintain a stream of thought for more than an inch, and instead I end up with a head hurting and a brain full of empty music that will never see the light of day. I don't know why I try. I guess it's the same reason every year when I blow out the thin wax candles on a pretty pale blue frosted birthday cake I make a wish; every year it never comes true yet the next year I will still close my eyes till it hurts, release a gallon of air from my lungs and shake my head like my wildest dreams are about to come true. I will probably never sleep the same waThe Art That Is Losing Marie
coryandtheendlesswalloflight

Your Best Friend is a Boy?She picks up a guitar, strums a song, Let's us know what's on her mind. If I say something stupid, she's the first to sigh. And if we see some baby clothes, It only makes her want one of her own. I'm sure she'll be great when they come.Your Best Friend is a Boy?
Oh Rebecca, this is your name in a song. I know you've been waiting for so long. If we can make it up to L-Wood, We'll play soccer every night. Turn the key, start the engine For the next time of our life.
I don't care what she says; her sneeze is cute. Just a little squeak and her face is red. It's a hell of a ti


For Nowlet me study your hands memorize every scar trace every crease back to its origin interlock my fingers with yours i don't know how it'll be tomorrow but for now, I don't want to let goFor Now
eyes closed but the smell of cigarettes reminds me you're real and I'm lost and you're lost and nothing is certain but for now, I'm fine not knowing
play me like a game build me up then tear me down or just kill some time until something better comes along I know I should guard myself but for now, I won't hold back
Devious Comments
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The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say--Anaïs Nin
Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia--E.L. Doctorow
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart--William Wordsworth
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"It's a state of grace." - Leonard Cohen
Hope you are fine and thank you for many pleasant moments with your productions.
Please be so kind to read my yournal entry.
Today, the first year day after the death of my fiance, Jay René, I am tarting a foundation to help socioeconomically underprivileged girls, who are forced into prostitution and drugs to pay their tuition.
I would apreciate ANY kind of supportt. Moral (as I miss her dearly) , support with spreading the word, participation inbuilding the foundation, advise, ANY support really.
Thank you ever so much and hopefully I will have many good moments with your work that I watch and apreciate.
Christof Lehmann
Psychologist M.Psych
Lyrics Writer
Deviant
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"It's a state of grace." - Leonard Cohen
Send this to at least 15 people you love, including me if you care for me!
And if you get at least 10 back, you will recieve good news within 15 minutes!
~Let's see how many hearts you get! =]
All the best. Please continue sending you're own love to those you care for.
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FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will send it back to you.
I'm waiting...
It's friendship week.
If you receive (at least) 10 back, you truly are a lovable person.
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and you never should feel alone.
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Christof Lehmann
Christof
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Christof Lehmann
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“Writing is really very easy. Tap a vein and bleed onto the page. Everything else is just technical.” ~derrick jensen
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We all go a little mad sometimes.
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
RULES:
1- You can't hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away
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MUSiiC iS LiiFE!!
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<3 AND HES GOING TO BE ONE ONE THAT SAVES ME .
Just kidding. I love you.
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this fight is not worth fighting.
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this fight is not worth fighting.
well i kinda like you, too, leonardo da vinci.
happy birthday, by the way. for an hour and 4 minutes.
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snails see the benefits;
the beauty in every inch..
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this fight is not worth fighting.
MISS YOU
sarah
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She isNt Real**i caNT make her Real
.:*It will all be ok in the end-if its not ok, then its not the end*:..
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