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nothing tastes of comfort.“give them nothing that tastes of comfort”nothing tastes of comfort.
hey you. crystal solvent. ashes and urns and a gravestone with a unicorn. you, macabre in box, plastic with beauty streaks blond tipping dead hair face at peace and oh so serene do you know what this time of year is?
is there time time enough to find it up or down there? matter is mind and never anything more and it doesn't matter but i mind and i miss you. simply stated.
up north, the leaves fall now, the air gets cooler and it changes, land at apex apples and cinnamon sweet trees! with the
by ~arsamandi
jlacey, redux.ain't like that is it? we break and bind together in molecular invasions paths cross like jesus dangling, burn nightjlacey, redux.
i've been speaking in the same verses for years
i've been making the same mistakes in metre in spelling in punctuation in the rhythm in which it all goes down so you whisper soft and "i invented the remix" hands twine. top layer of dead skin on skin on palm on saline on tongue goat hair word brushes.
i've never seen you so alive save when the white visage and black eyes the white on white on pink crossfade outline &nbs
by ~arsamandi
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- Current Residence: the cape, florida.
- Interests: making out with strangers, deli meat, slash, bad skits, editing, international baccalaureate.
- Favourite movie: ... lamefaced, but i absolutely love harry potter &the prisoner of azkaban &fight club.
- Favourite band or musician: minus the bear. interpol. mando diao. new end original.
- Favourite genre of music: ass shaking face breaking technojazz pop. with synthesizers.
- Favourite artist: anyone from the group with kahlo. i'm a sucker for latin-american art.
- Favourite poet or writer: ohmandang. palahniuk yes but ginsberg more.
- Favourite photographer: mm, please, don't make me choose. not ansel adams. douchebag.
- Favourite style of art: surrealism. i love it.
- Operating System: windows XP professional. i'm hardcore.
- MP3 player of choice: anna mcdaniel's iPod.
- Shell of choice: conch. they make wonderful sounds.
- Wallpaper of choice: the "self portrait as visconti" one. right now.
- Skin of choice: the kind that holds your outsides in.
- Favourite game: bust a groove2 oh man that's classic. the emogame is love, too.
- Favourite gaming platform: the old school n64.
- Favourite cartoon character: seito kaiba or pegasus from Yu-Gi-Oh!
- Personal Quote: "i'll be inside the one who holds you. and then i won't be."
- Tools of the Trade: letters, syllables and sounds; occasionally the nikon n55 or the sony, mainly a dream and a vision.
- Website: http://livejournal.com/users/a_lapsus_calami
- Email: radi0_radi0@excite.com
- AIM: apostasyz corona
- MSN: vicious_plushii@hotmail.com
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Oh yeah, so I taked to Rudy Telson for the first time the other day and I was looking at the pictures you sent me a long long time ago and I sent him some and he asked me who it was and and I was like "My friend September."
"Sweet?"
Yeah
"=-O I know her!"
Apparently he has the hungry hots for me.
Ahhh. It made me miss you too much.
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As long as you're still breathing, you win.
see, that's the art of it. ap and ib are the same, but different. the ap kid is submerged, the ib kid is drowning.
everyone knew me, dear. i like to leave a black mark, subtle, behind the eyes.
however, this is not the point. i miss you as well. saw jerseys with the last name at the location with the first name and it resonated. harsh. austere.
i'm finding a way to go up North, either to Chicago (art = <3)
or to Virginia, possibly Washington D.C. they send me things for the summer and i have the means, i believe.
either way, i am bound and determined to see you. it calls, dreams.
pardon the artistic drivel, but it's wonderful to be alone and reflect.
love. always.
like a magen david, minus the religion
mizzzz's
~pinto
<3
I'm in way over my head here. I really hope this is the IB induced lack of sleep making me see waht you just typed, and is now showing up on my screen.
a tear, a tear.
The truest of craze dance steps
Nihon
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