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Blurry Summer Nights"Stop swinging your hips, you floozie."  
 
That was all I could remember thinking. It was a hot summer night and we were all in attendance, just like every other year, with a couple new faces mixed in the crowd. I swaggered my intoxicated body from the TV area, where I lost my shoes and danced my heart out, over to the bar where the beautiful people were. Also, there was a very inviting pool table to lean on with my incapacitated state. I sauntered over without aim- swinging my hips like crazy, from side to side and the beat of the bass. He was watching. He was one of those new faces, and I developed a smirk with bad intentions. It Blurry Summer Nights
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Theory of Knowledge: HappinessSo then it began.  
 
He freezes for what should be a simple moment in time but it never turns out that way. His arms are raised to a point that isn't considered above his head but in a questionable manner at his chin, as if what he is currently doing is a complete mystery to him. The hot surface is just below him and he is dangerously hovering above it. The expression on his face is so distorted with confusion that it can only be funny.  
 
Just in front of him is a girl. She is older, boisterous and attracts a lot of attention to herself. It isn't bad attention, but the good kind where you are addicted to their personali Theory of Knowledge: Happiness
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Burning Echos of SilenceI'm in a room. It's dark with only a few hanging flourescent lights on shaky fixtures. The room is in a basement of a building, a hospital, an asylum. The walls are blue and tiled, but stained with rust and grime. The ceiling is a white cork pattern, reminiscent of the ceilings in every highschool, only stained with brown water marks and slowly caving in. There are metal racks and shelves throughout the room, and various tools and medical instruments thrown around the floor The place is abandoned, a torture chamber.   
In the room is an examination chair facing the wall with a single light above it. It's old and worn and hasn't been Burning Echos of Silence
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Speaking Quality of Love
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I can see your night eyes burning through me

Sun Nov 22, 2009, 9:11 AM
  • Mood: Sadness
  • Listening to: for the longest time
  • Reading: Homeland by R.A. Salvatore
  • Drinking: coffee
My apologies for not being around so much, kids.
In the last week i feel like the world, and my stomach, have turned upside down.

I'm not going to promise anything is coming in the near future, just because I don't know. I have things and ideas, but... my eyes and thoughts cannot sit still long enough to accomplish anything.

I'm listening to a happy song. A song I used to dance around my bedroom like a fool listening to... but now I'm hearing it and feel quite sad. I think that's a shame, really.

Off to do homework. Then Shakespeare rehearsal tonight; alas poor yorick.

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  • Current Residence: Niagara Falls, New York
  • Interests: books, music, art, school
  • Favourite movie: love me if you dare. lord of the rings. garden state. black and white classics
  • Favourite band or musician: Pixies, The Strokes, Bedouin Soundclash, Regina Spektor. Big band orchestras..
  • Favourite genre of music: yours.
  • Favourite photographer: bubblesofdeath88 and paikan
  • Favourite style of art: anything clever
  • Shell of choice: those of the water and sea.
  • Favourite game: Crossword puzzles... does it count?
  • Favourite cartoon character: Stitch... he's awkward, and messes up a lot when he really just wants to love.
  • Tools of the Trade: these tools I call hands and this device i call my mind.

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~light-over-pen 1 day 12 hours ago
Hello Miss Rosie! :D
Just thought I'd stop by to see how you are!

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Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity. ~Kahlil Gibran

I'm a Judge for ~Losing--time
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~alonerocker 1 day 8 hours ago
Dear miss Maddy. :D
I'm doing just peachy! Been quite busy, actually, but I just keep on keepin' on as they say haha. How are you doll, anything new and exciting going on?

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beorhtast middangeard

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~light-over-pen 19 hours 51 minutes ago
Dear Miss Rosie,
I'm super glad you're doing fine, I really hate it when my buds aren't doing fine. Keeping busy is good, though! :hug:
As for me, I'm just trying to find my car keys again. My cousin and I want to go to the movies, but we don't know which movie to see. :hug:

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Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity. ~Kahlil Gibran

I'm a Judge for ~Losing--time
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=choirsoftheheavens 2 days 13 hours ago
thaaaaank you darling.

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I really should be studying.

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~Tiered 3 days 20 hours ago
:iconglomp2plz: Thank you so very much for the :+fav:'s hun

:iconloveemoteplz:

your support means a lot :hug:

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You see things and ask Why? But I dream things that never were and say Why Not?- George Bernard Shaw

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.- Martin Luther King Jr.
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~alonerocker 1 day 8 hours ago
mwuah! will support your fantastic arsty-ness foreverrrrr :D

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beorhtast middangeard

Judge for ~Losing--time
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~Tiered 1 day 8 hours ago
:la: MUST......HUGGLE.....YOUZ.........NOW.....

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You see things and ask Why? But I dream things that never were and say Why Not?- George Bernard Shaw

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.- Martin Luther King Jr.
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~Termian 4 days 17 hours ago
Thanks for the FAV!

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~Tiered 4 days 20 hours ago
THANK YOU SO MUCH HUN!!! :iconfavthanksemotiplz:

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You see things and ask Why? But I dream things that never were and say Why Not?- George Bernard Shaw

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.- Martin Luther King Jr.
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~DarK-KittyBC Nov 13, 2009, 2:04:35 PM
Hell yeah, Thanks for the FAVE+ :D

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Distract and Destroy! :nana:
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