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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. -Delirium2005-07-06 - 5:05 p.m. where are you going Little Mind? with your fresh smell of ink and skin, dancing amongst my favorites. all I want, She says, all I want is some crystal vision and a sandbox. I cannot help you. my Father was not a glass-maker.
ulterior motives - fortune telling
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