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[stendhal syndrome]

I am here for Friends

About Me


hi.
the name is cid
i am emotional. not emo.
i am in l.o.v.e. with the most amazing boy ever
i was absent in school the day that they taught us how to make something good of ourselves.
i feel orange. constantly.
i just quit smoking today.
i ramble about pointless things
i always thought sporks should've been named foons.
i annoy myself more than i could ever annoy you.
i have too many obsessions.
i think butterfingers are the best candy bar ever invented
eye.heart.frank's.hott.sauce.
i work in the garden of olives =/
5 is the bestest.
my sleeping patterns are more random than yours.
i can think, and i enjoy it.
i believe that is enough pointless informations about me. but anyways as i was saying..i think i have found my escape. If i were into escapism. but i am not. so i will just swallow your flavorless thoughts whole, and vomit them right back in your face..then at least they will have some sort of stench to them. who are you with out your scent? youre pointless.
the screen name is: loschbar zittern
the dev art is: here
you should check section 8 out.. straight savages

i never really understood things well enough. Not until i let go of everthing. Now i know what it feels like to lack more than ever. Now i know what it feels like to have something, more than ever. Now i know what it feels like to live more than ever. I dont ask for much, except not to be judged. I will offer you the same advantage.
but onto other things.. me and this girl rule more than anyone you will ever meet in your life. so embrace the awesomeness..
smile
surely, i want to start a revolution.
[.stop the repetition of the everyday pitter patter.]
[.a footstep inside soulless shoes.]
[.taste this truth.]
[.its better than the flavor of misconceptions.]
[.or missing concepts on the workings of society.]
[.and the reality of .the.real.]
[.the.real.]
[.the.real.]
[.the.real.]
[.the.real.]
[.the.real.]

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My Blog

.after-thought.

inhale.exhale.inhale.exhaleingest.digest.ingest.digestproces sing..    processing...        processing....the process of elimination                           the process of extermination.             ...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 21:13:00 GMT

when endeavors struggle.

you say that four letter word and i crumble.        &nbs p;         &nbs p;       ...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 01:37:00 GMT

swallow.accept.expand

          ingest social circumstances, but keep them up to the point that you can         &nb sp;  &n...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Aug 2007 20:10:00 GMT

.BRAIN.WASHING.MACHINE.

(i am not a pinwheel. Nor am i chained to the ocean floor. The undertow is quite hungry. How luckily am I? I'm holding onto a string. A string of algea flowing from a rusty anchor. It is temporary tho...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 14:18:00 GMT

Please View Open Mindedly

      strangely enough i have been suffering a loss at your expense. You dont mind much though. You were always more of the materialistic type rather than one who values concepts o...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:02:00 GMT

forr...YOU

aright. i  have compiled.. an informative piece. .. me informing youof what I feel towards you. what what.. say what.  thats right. this is exactly what i think of you. i am sure you know y...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jun 2006 09:02:00 GMT

.atmosphere of him.

just a lonely summerslowly dyingi was smilling hardbut i was lying. As much as I hate myself, I hate you moreBut I still smile when you come through that doorAnd as much as I hate my life, I hate your...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 13:17:00 GMT

annihilation.

shes turning blue. mm. so i was busy thinking.        thinking thinking thinking.                &...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 03:00:00 GMT

let go.

i stained my skin, and there was nothing to it. close your eyes, just fucking do it.i'll scream this time, im swearing to itthe stolen breathe, i still wont do it.   have it out.hold me in.fuckin...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 17:48:00 GMT

Une présence inconnue,

I fucking love our mishapen minds. Entertwine our theorums with gas masks. .no savior serum. --have you ever closed your eyes, pushed down on them until you saw sparkley waves of grey and opened the...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Mar 2006 17:20:00 GMT