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Ramblings on Love I think there are perhaps two or three perfect people out there for everyone, though they are in no way specific people, but rather they are made. Created. Generated through time and comfort. There is nothing specific about one person that makes them special, rather, it is the activities and experiences which are shared with said person that create any semblance of matchmaking perfection.Ramblings on Love by ~Norepinephrine-Rush
Perhaps there is more to love, then, than a simple guessing game. We are not square and circle and triangle holes and pegs, but rather, amorphous yet malleable. Willing, yet difficult. After all, the beauty of love in and of itself lies not in the moment
Napkin I've become terrified of every implicationNapkin by ~Norepinephrine-Rush
The interminable duration of a moment's hesitation
seems a toxic revelation of that heroin sensation
I get through anarchy
I hide inside a pretty shell
I feel alone and I can't tell, yet keep pretending that I'm well
I tried too hard to sell a perfect version of myself
And now I'm stuck with it
So understand that all your praise
Makes me put on a pretty face to hide the inherent malaise
Of living all my vapid days in the existential haze
Of my depravity
Just understand that madness
Is not the root of sadness, forgetfulness or gladness,
or of a fragile mind
But rather it's perc
Submit Twist and shatter the derisiveSubmit by ~Norepinephrine-Rush
Throw away the cynicism
Hide away the moral idiom
And you shatter who we are
Paint away the taint of anger
Fraternize with every stranger
Hush away the pangs of danger
Fake the wound into a scar
Slash the hatred, kill the bile
Tear away all our denial
Cover up the marks of vengeance
With excuses of the mind
Quell the wicked, kill the fire
And castrate human desire
Swear complete and total apathy
To the virtues of mankind
To Bonnie She came to me that morningTo Bonnie by ~Norepinephrine-Rush
Her shame pinned neatly to her sleeve
Stumbling on her imperfections
She held my hand and whispered
Won't you make me dissapear
Her words trembled with my heart
As I reached out to touch her absence
I realized she had long since vanished
Living as the fragance in my pillowcase
I held on tight to nothing
Until it began to hurt too much
And I think she kissed me a thousand times
That quiet morning
I've pushed her from my dreams
And now she lives in coffee cups
And shared cigarettes
I miss not caring if I was lost
I had never loved anyone enough
To hurt them as much as I did her
As I celeb
Sta.sh
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That is all.
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That is all.
OriginalReplyYOU'VE BEEN HUGGED!
Spread the DA love around!
RULES:
1- You can 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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So tell me exactly what freedom means if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be. Don't wanna be another player losing in this game, I'm trying to impress upon you, we're not the same.
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Unfortunately, I type faster than I think.
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Unfortunately, I type faster than I think.
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