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United States, GEORGIA, ATLANTA, FULL OF HOUSES, English, SECRET, Female, 26-30, WRITING, PHOTOGRAPHY.
This is my blogchalk:
United States, GEORGIA, ATLANTA, FULL OF HOUSES, English, SECRET, Female, 26-30, WRITING, PHOTOGRAPHY.
Writing breaks open the vaults of the dead and the skies behind which the prophesying angels hide. - sylvia.plath
Nobody's creepy from the inside, Hazel. Some of them are sad, and some of them hurt, and some of them think they're the only real thing in the world. But they're not creepy. - Death
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Our existence deforms the universe. That's responsibility. -Delirium
2005-06-17 - 10:31 a.m.
The screen behind the quills kept flashing their images and all I could think was "can you hear me, can you hear me? because I can't hear myself."
It was too hot and the air was stale and my stomach or some alien within it was doing slow cartwheels and misaligning the ceiling's planets.
I left the theatre behind with a small white lie regarding time. Honesty becomes earthbound when faced with relativism.
Banging on the walls of my shell hurts my ears and feet and does not make me want to come out less than swinging. MDH says it hurts him when I am closed off and my prickly spine turns seaside wondering why I must salt-dry in the sun to spare his feelings.
There is Love that is the death of Evolution.
ulterior motives - fortune telling
