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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. -Delirium2006-03-17 - 3:38 p.m. There are certain things that happen as you age...with me the most remarkable have been: 1. Around the age of 25 I suddenly get struck by the girlish urge to start wearing Pink. Up until now, I couldn't stand pink, wouldn't have a pink thing in my closet of my own accord. I can't even explain it, but it must have been contagious because my best friend caught the Pink bug too. 2. Things that used to worry and stress me out are few and far between, I seem to shed a few here and there each year. I am far more mellow now than I was when I was younger. Then = Walking Bundle of Neuroses and Emotions with Nerves for Endings. Now = Not much that can't be fixed by smoking a bowl and laughing with someone you love. 3. I have a lot less patience when it comes to people make repetitive stupid decisions, or with those who refuse to know themselves and complain but don't fix. My patience with animals and children has increased though. Why the sudden review? Because I just found myself thinking..."You know I have never had lace curtains and I bet they would look perfect over the kitchen window to blow in the sun and breeze." Lace curtains. I have no idea.
ulterior motives - fortune telling
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