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PORTUGAL.

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You're never all that certain and it worries me. You don't know what you're doing, or where you're going. You sit there, I don't want to say like a zombie, but you sit there like a zombie. You don't know anything about life and I despise it. Sure, I despise you.

I hate to say it, but not as much as you'd think.

So the only question left is when will you move away from the mirror, from that reflection of yourself, when will you forget what it is to reflect, 'cause reflecting is all you've done. And I know it's hard, babe, but you'll break a champagne glass before you'll crack a mirror and it says a lot, it really does. side story.
A nickel rolls down the deadbeat alleys trying to coin a moment where it can decide what it wants to do. You roll it, you roll the dice for your nickle and you giggle at where it goes and how it spins and where it falls, and you giggle, you fucking maniac. And then you watch it stop and something else catches your attention and you disappear in a midst of fog and it's all very dramatic, but you forget about the fucking nickle 'cause it stopped spinning so it's no use to you. It was a temporary amusement, something to brighten up an exceedingly dull day, so while you laugh at that and forget about it you should know that at some point you will be somebody's nickle. This isn't a bad thing, it's just not a lie.abso-fucking-lutely surprising. its just a word, don't gasp so much, you'll catch a worm that'll find out the truth. just like that you won't know what to do. its only natural. ch-ch-charming. stutterSTOP. homebe a pal, kidwritecheck it outsecretmake comments

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loathingly/lovinglyRemembered.

everybody was compassionate, at the end.It's true. they werelovingandhonestandwonderful and their passing was trulya shame.All thet ears and liescoul donly cover up their horrors. Like abloodstained-c...
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 11:16:00 PST

Interrogations.

What was the nature of your relationship with the victim? She was in love with me. It was disgusting. I didn’t know women got that way, coming from where I came from. I just thought she was pret...
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 09:22:00 PST

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I’m the only honest liar you’ll ever meet.   There wasn’t a place to go. The world was so very small....
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 07:30:00 PST

Interviews (Part I)

and he said, "...My Dear, you couldn't possibly have expected me to really give myself away? I'm insane, that is true, but I'm not crazy. I just lack sanity. Being insane is round-a-bout the same thin...
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 06:13:00 PST

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Posted by PORTUGAL. on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 11:35:00 PST

My dear Chelsea, smile.

Why so serious? Life is but a jest. Your death is the only matter you need take seriously. Smile, Chelsea. Smile. A chelsea grin, I do desire. Slit, ear to ear, a noble liar. Liar liar, spit you...
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 10:36:00 PST

A wolf's lust.

Oh. Just, breathe. Ah. Wow. This is new. A trickle of sweat, sickeningly sliding down a trembling lip. Stop. Don't move. Eyes, darting. From side to side. Scanning. Surveying. Stop. Look at me. Ye...
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Sun, 30 Dec 2007 11:09:00 PST

Just one of those days.

I haven't posted an entry in here for a while. I can't really give you an explanation for it, other than that I'm suffering from a form of writer's block. If I had to guess, I'd pin it down (even more...
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 12:19:00 PST

Never taste the same tongue twice.

Dear confidant to my silent lusts, In darkness, you do oft appear. Amongst the concrete stone and distant lights. Far from the security of the good natured. Your thievery is perfected, not just my so...
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 09:04:00 PST

A short tale of interest regarding squid stress.

This is John the squid. He's a temperamental fella, and often finds himself frustrated with the way the little things in life just aren't going for him. They aren't tragedies, really. Just little thi...
Posted by PORTUGAL. on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 08:14:00 PST