September 2011
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A Question
I used to be a blank canvas
Kept in a dusty corner
Behind cracked mirrors and outdated portraits
Growing grey
I felt safe there
Free from any bad stroke of red
On my smooth white surface
I wheeled all color away,
Embraced the cobwebs
And prepared for a life lacking pain
But I began to decay
Shouting at four mute walls
Only to hear a tortured cry
Piercing my ear holes with fear and anxiety
“What...
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Gnarly
Grandma just emailed me this. She’s beyond rad brah
http://bit.ly/n9KN0k
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burdenofbees:
My break-up letter to the sea…via ukelele.
Take that you foamy, salty bastard!
Hahahaha
:D
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I want to live a simple life.: Nobody But You by... →
letstouchthesky:
nobody can save you but yourself. you will be put again and again into nearly impossible situations. they will attempt again and again through subterfuge, guise and force to make you submit, quit and/or die quietly inside.
nobody can save you but yourself and it will be easy…
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