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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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how petals fall - 2005-05-31
Our existence deforms the universe. That's responsibility. -Delirium
2002-06-12 - 4:13 a.m.
if i had lived in the 50's i would have been glamorous. doll-faced and a smile like champagne and pills were salvation. you'd have put me on your wall.
and 7 years ago i stood 3 ft from a young man with a guitar who sang 'ooh darlin don't you know/the darkness comes and the darkness goes/ooh babe why don't you let it go?/happiness is never how you think it should be so" and i could have touched him. could have felt the worlds travel from his skin through my veins like heroin. instead i just fell in his eyes and fingers and song. packed hotel lobby, floor sticky with spilled drinks and tears and secret affairs. movie star ex-manager re-lived a smile before i lost track again.
rooms in the house of the memory of me, sweeting. yearly rebirth is 11 days away.
happy birthday jr.
ulterior motives - fortune telling
