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About Me

baby, you've made me decide that maybe it's not worth the fight we go againsomehow i doubt, i'm still music to you was that your way to keep me in line? saying all those words, you never felt, how can you love someone you can't define? you go againseeing you, it brings back the time, of lovers past when you were still mine let's go againsomehow i doubt, there's still music in you what was that thing you're searching to find? hold me close now, it's not ok i shiver at your touch, you fade away let go again.it's that moment as you close your eyes before sleeping... when you're alone in the dark. that clammy cluastrophobia of fear and want for human intimacy. at some point, everyone realises that however happy you might feel, when it comes down to it, you're on your own.

My Interests

you're obliged to pretend respect for people and institutions you think absurd. you live attached in a cowardly fashion to moral and social conventions you despise, condemn, and know, lack all foundation. it is that permanent contradiction between your ideas and desires and all the dead formalities and vain pretenses of your civilization which makes you sad, troubled and unbalanced. in that intolerable conflict you lose all joy of life and all feeling of personality, because at every moment they suppress and restrain and check the free play of your powers. that's the poisoned and mortal wound of the civilised world.DREAMERS AND ROMANTICS HAVE NO PLACE IN THIS WORLD. WE ARE FINISHED. people sicken me with their lies and callousness. your ignorance shows the scope of your little brain. it's limitless, use it... KILL ALL THE FAKES! STOP HIDING BEHIND YOUR WALL OF SUPPOSED 'CREDIBILITY'. ONCE AND ALWAYS... I KNOW YOU!

I'd like to meet:

love lovers, fallen dreamers, broken-winged angels, sweet sweets, incurable romantics, hopeless believers, the downtrodden, broken-hearted musicians, lusty vampires, eccentric frengers, pillaging pirates, mute poets, lost wanderers, passionate people and the fatally flawed... all of which don't really exist anymore so no one really...revel in the mediocrity of the new age...i don't believe a word you say...oh look! there goes another one... goodbye!cuts, bruises, scratches, love. forever entwined...http://world3.monstersgame.co.uk/?ac=vid&vid= 38090656...because i want to bite you...

Music:

We were tight, but it falls apart as silver turns to blue. Waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you. Allocate your sentiment, and stick it in a box. I've never been an extrovert, but i'm still breathing.Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of)With hindsight, I was more than blind, lost without a clue. Thought I was getting carat gold, and what I got was you. Stuck inside the circumstances, lonely at the top. I've always been an introvert happily bleeding.Someone tried to do me ache (it's what i'm afraid of)

Movies:

are a fleeting distraction.

Television:

is slow assisted suicide.

Books:

are a misanthrope's best friend