| life's good when you can giggle at almost anything. general pursuits include extreme baking, dancing like a lunatic and adoring jack bauer from a safe distance. |
~lederhosen-baby
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flight.I loathe writing poems whenflight.
each word is choking, but baby, we're burning, we're everything broken. We're dancing on embers from hearts made of stone, drinking the dregs when we should've gone home.
Excess embodied, the world's greatest mess,
nothing good ever comes, all we do is undress - let's address all the
things that I wish we had said, just tell me your secrets and then come back to bed. The pit of my stomach, the butterfly net, that's where all of this sickness, this wonder, is kept.
by ~lederhosen-baby
stars.A city’s not a city without ceilings: Smoke and mirrors. How can you complain That your life’s getting thinner? Nothing’s quite right here, oh, you’re Such a mess; with your hair in a bundle and A tear in your dress. I think you need fixing,stars.
grab the needle and thread. Rub off your feelings and calm down instead.
I’ve got things to do and People to see but nothing Quite so important to me as You.
by ~lederhosen-baby
blue.Cinderella’s gone and gotten herself in a Knot with the pumpkin to carriage And the shoe she forgot. Now I’m Not quite royal but living is Sweet and it’s sweeter with glass thick Right under your feet. If shards are On offer, if that’s all you can proffer, Then we’re off to a terrible Start. Let’s stitch up my dress and take The leaves from my hair and somehow we’ll Fix up my heart.blue.
Just have a little faith; We’re on our way.
by ~lederhosen-baby
Random Favourites
And we danced"I want to write." she said "I want to write, to write, to write And with my words I'll start a fight! Tackle this world and make it right! Yes this is why, this is why I'll write." And with a small laugh I noted she rhymed all to often.And we danced
For awhile she thought thoughtful thoughts. And for awhile she saw the world for what it was.
For awhile her eyes collected tears and she cried. And for awhile she wrote of her woes.
For awhile she grew sadder. And for awhile we grew apart.
Eventually she grew tired. Eventually she stopped crying. E
by ~blisksamoht
Dare To Be DifferentAll humans desire to belong, to feel loved, appreciated and respected. It’s in our nature for us to desire these sorts of things as we are social beings.Dare To Be Different
However, it seems so odd to me how we all hide our true identities because we’re all afraid of what others think. We’re all so self-conscious that someone’s going to laugh at us or say something bad but in reality that person fears the same thing. Acting superior to you may be the disguise or hiding out by oneself could be the clue. Take a closer look within the spectrum – do you see what I see? Do you feel how I feel? This world w
by ~inspirational-dreams
TremblingMy hand is shaking as I reach over to her, the greatest friend I ever had. We've been friends for years now.Trembling
Because of her, I am alive. She saved me countless times, and always from myself. For I am my worst enemy.
Without her, I would be sitting in a bar, my only friend the bottle in front of me. Without her, I would not have the life I have.
I may not have even lived this long.
But I may change all that tonight, with one sentance that I have said before, but now it takes on a different meaning.
'I love you.'
Three simple words, and she knows I do. She doesn't kno
by =wastelandsofthemind
The True Meaning of RevengeShe's got the grace of a dancer the voice of a warrior Might I add a strength you never could possess And this time she's willingThe True Meaning of Revenge
to share Or maybe she's lying her life
away again Reminding you to keep your needs at bay You'll keep your word, I'm sure, when you know what it is Three little words you whispered
while leaving your mark on the canvas of her body Three little words she's forgotten how to cherish It can't be said that she healed with her bruises You think you've tortured yourself
enough for what you've done to
by ~Passion93
Devious Info
- Current Residence: l'angleterre.
- Interests: if it doesn't involve moving i will probably like it.
- Favourite movie: bridget jones, eternally.
- Favourite band or musician: currently tristan prettyman, foos, dresden dolls.
- Favourite genre of music: indie, alternative, rock, folk, lovely lovely things.
- Favourite artist: whoever wrote the story on the wall in town.
- Favourite poet or writer: plath, and more.
- Operating System: xp. bloody vista!
- MP3 player of choice: ipod nano, old school!
- Shell of choice: denial... :)
- Wallpaper of choice: flowery? ;)
- Favourite game: halo 3 and tekken 3 for life.
- Favourite gaming platform: my 360 <3
- Favourite cartoon character: daria.
- Personal Quote: "stand for something, or you'll fall for anything."
- Tools of the Trade: post office pens :)
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LOVE your top up there btw ^ ^ ^ ^ the blue one with the birds and hearts, it's cute!
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stand for something or you'll fall for anything.
I appreciate your support.
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I've left dA for good. Sorry. Stalkers make life hell.
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stand for something or you'll fall for anything.
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I've left dA for good. Sorry. Stalkers make life hell.
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