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About Me

hello. my name is mary caroline.
for the longest time, i've tried to put as little on here about myself as possible. i'm not really sure why. this morning, i decided to shake things up. i'm finally a senior in high school and i feel nothing like i thought i would at this point. don't get me wrong, i'm so glad to be getting out of that prison. it's just..being older, i've gotten more comfortable with who i am and who i am not. i don't feel the need to run away from everyone anymore. or run away from myself. this being said, my ache for freedom, adventure, clarity, is somehow stronger now then ever. a different sweetness in life is close enough to taste.
i am irrevocably and unconditionally in love. love, by itself, is an extreme passion of mine. and it feels so good to finally be able to move with that passion in the truest of ways.
i don't really know what else i want to say right now. still, those who know me are well aware of what makes me tick. and still...strive to be happy.
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vegas

what if i sold everything i own and moved to vegas?i hear that's where dreams come true.vegas, also, is crawling, infected with infected peopleand no one would notice a girl in bow-tie shoes.i wish i ...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Dec 2009 17:24:00 GMT

slow, soft, careful.

it's getting so cold out there; she smiled, helplessly. you wouldn't want to drive home in this, it's not safe.he hesitated before grabbing his keys, which slid from the table, making them both jump; ...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Aug 2009 04:45:00 GMT

SOS (shes going down)

under her bed, she's hiding. with the door locked tight.DON'T COME IN! she screams to no one in the night.what is wrong with her?she had another little episode.SO TURN THE FUCKING STATION.i don't supp...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 05:10:00 GMT

the organ boy

immediately captivated. harmonies sink into my skin. they wrap around me and float in and out of my pores. so beautiful. a real kind of beauty. this lonely musician begs for a place where he can just ...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jul 2008 21:57:00 GMT

what if i'm not the hero - what if i'm the bad guy?

"I was just wondering why you stabbed him, not that I object." i'm weak. my frontline defenses are constantly failing. my lungs heave for air that my throat can't bring it. i'm a porcelain doll. fragi...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jul 2008 03:44:00 GMT