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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. -Delirium2008-05-29 - 9:54 p.m. Such strange occurences, such beautiful malarkey. I am being printed in the fall and half overseas. Everything comes with the threes. I am an ever-expanding, ever-more-aware presence within myself and I am always on the greatest adventure. I have new friends and acquaintances who spoon exotic lands into my soul through my tongue and our laughter. I am writing letters, yes! letters. I find sunshine and grass and music and pummel them through the flesh of my pen into the papers you unfold within your palms. I am always everything I am meant to be and always becoming more. My feet are my earth, my smile my sky, and I will be denied nothing my heart seeks to sing for.
ulterior motives - fortune telling
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