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Laude

The coldest thing about a sharp object; it’s not the blade but the pushing done with it.

About Me

"I don't know what I think about it. I'm sorry I told so many people about it. About all I know is, I sort of miss everybody I told about. Even old Stradlater and Ackley, for instance. I think I even miss that goddamn Maurice. It's funny. Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody."

My Interests



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I'd like to meet:

The person I used to be.Then beat him up.

Movies:

winter passing, the science of sleep, Amelie

Television:

- a songwriters high -Jul 29, 2006So i'll watch you put your clothes on, stare at your bare hips. once again im tempted to penetrate you lips. long ago i bathed you, i loved to get you clean only to take you backwards, the sweat would leave you sheen. and when i stipulate for motives and accept the would-be reasons i do it everywhere, driving playing the seasons if i could share my strength with you, bring out those hiding feelings i wonder if id get sick too, ignore you, committ treason.

Books:

-Scarred Shoulders-With a tendancy of falling in love, with every pretty face that comes my way. My weakness's lie in emotions, but I'm strong, I'm proud, gifted with the beauty of a god.My skin is clean and white. My features unique and refined. With a glow of passion in my cheeks, and in my lips, and in my eyes.I have so much to offer, pic you out and feed you pleasure deep within. Lose your nerve within my arms and pour through these fingers... in my bed.If you ever had a taste of my tongue you'd know curling of toes, and the feeling of your nails beneath my bleeding skin.Oh lonely stranger, don't be embarrased when you stumble at the sight of me. I am a King. Commanding sex and violence, you'll wrap around me nimble limbs. Grasping your hips I'll whisper "Welcome to the rhythm i call living"

Heroes:

mom

My Blog

-Sad Alive-MAR 9,2006 1115-ish to 1150

When you closed your eyes did you think of the consequences? To wake up the next, mourning in your bed.Was it made of cardboard boxes, clean sheets or enemies? I ask the audience. "What are you lookin...
Posted by DaytoDayDiety on Fri, 10 Mar 2006 01:30:00 PST

excerpt" i cant spell and have poor grammar.....the book"

-limbo through the eyes in the back of my head-JAN 22, 2006  There is a bench, and on that bench I'm found sitting. The wind is blowing. Not terribly but enough to let me know which one of us is ...
Posted by DaytoDayDiety on Tue, 28 Feb 2006 07:41:00 PST

new hydraulics

-NEW HYDRAULICS- FEB 17, 2006 im dying to write but im scared to do so.i could smell the inspiration in the air.yet i dare to make contact,with the paper from my ball point.ive successfuly overcome th...
Posted by DaytoDayDiety on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 10:28:00 PST

sugar will alwayes be sweet

with all the numbers set aside for rainydaysi make myself wonder what it is ive been savin for.to imprint on my flesh a new goodbye,or a nest egg for my red lighta bottle of thick cherry wine, with a ...
Posted by DaytoDayDiety on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 10:17:00 PST