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faith

I am here for Serious Relationships, Friends and Networking

About Me

i won't look you in the eye or remember your name. look outside. the grass is dead. please. (avoid the plague) cut your ties.count your bodies. then. run to the exits.

My Interests

and you can obviously guess the rest(the avalanche of stereotypical bullshit). hearts and hanguns mother fucker. this was the crucial misjudgment.art.art.art.music.art.music.art.art.writing.art. this creation. growing old. desperation. hazel eyes that can burn down a thousand cities.cold nights and grey days. justifing the razorblades in your pockets. broken hearts in ( ). walking at night by the dull glow of city streetlights. activism. liberating animals from coorporate consumption and inhumane murder(dont eat anything that screams while being killed.)goodbies. i just cant get enough and im already sick of it. maybe then i can sleep and i'll sleep through the night. i am faiths lack of exposure (or surprise.) (how can you stand so tall when in acuallity in ruins?) void all of this.

I'd like to meet:

the end of this.

Music:

i cannot or will not spend over an hour thinking about all the possible talented and struggling musicians that i know, listen to and recommend just so its valid to people i dont know that i do know good music. hearts in need make symphonies.

Movies:

donnie darco, gumo, reqium for a dream, lost in translation, amelie, hedwig and the angry inch, rocky horror, interview with a vampire, triplettes of bellvilee, akira, fuli kuli, samurai champloo, unico, the dreamers, my neighbor totoro, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, kids, groove, house of yes, waking life, the red balloon,21 grams, magnolia, ghost in the shell, party monsters, , edward scissorhands, secretary, the labyrinth, fear and loathing, return to oz, i (heart) huckabees, napoleon dynamite,running scared,carandiru,city of god, madame sata,ma mere, THE HOST,children of men, grindhouse, across the universe, song for the sun,....ect, just a few good ones.

Television:

no tv

Books:

heartbreaking work of staggering genuis, damien, house of leaves, a million little peices, the fountainhead,flow my tears, the policeman said, perfume, ada or ardor, invisible monsters, dalgren, even cowgirls get the blues, on the road, the book of james, wise blood, hitch-hikers guide to the galaxy, the little prince, rant, life of pi...sorry so many more, i dont have the time...ahhh

Heroes:

you.(stability)

My Blog

my broken heart in ( ).

here in this cold land with the house where the wind unlocks its doorsand the handprints show in the steamed mirrorsjust open the window and let them outfollow the blood trail down to the dead walls a...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

im a consumer whore.

washed up bodies thirty miles westi scrapped layers of skin away todaywhile my wrists itched for hoursmanic alabys for a funeralill see you in the doorway as im choking and the air is running out i ca...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

piano for a funeral.

in this light the decayed craters of hazel were showing through, ringed in gold. the tattered sunflower of burnt umber hugging the black(hole) these pages dont lie. (i cant focus in on this any...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

something you want, that you havn't got yet

everything wants to be haunting. lingering. some sort of little personal plague. sent directly from me to you (hoping its your last ever) did you catch the aftertaste? its nothing but talking webs...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

a ghost on arrival

theres a girl on the couch looking for her rights as the present hides and the heart is a heavy hold. your exo-skeleton faking identities pin pricks from high heels, while im tracing the seams do...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

dedicated to her who was cut off prematurely

the suns dying down behind the skeleton outlines. (the trees profiles) and suddenly i realize why dawn is called mourning. reaching up stretching theyre frail black limbs skybourne. charred and peelin...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

the moon, our dead son.

lay then side by side pull it together stretched and cracking, it falls apart. (i am) tales of trees and mirrors. muss es sien? flee the souless children seven days is too long to wait. (they...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

with my heart in my hands again.

void. void. void.
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

people like him, people like us.

can't wait for yesterdays to come misleading. misdirecting. yes wonders kill yourself to wake up in this american nightmare its for your own good all i want is to see in black and white but i'...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

with one voice we left everything behind

this cities burning burning and everybodies screaming laid to waste all in fading technicolor my grief if on the floor so i take it home so it can infect itself you were the worst thing th...
Posted by faith on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST