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I Can See Your Light

This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to

About Me

I am a self proclaimed hippy-goth.
"I am made of pages, paragraphs and inspirations, paper girl burn the world I pass the flame to you!"
"She'll come back as fire, burn all the liars leave a blanket of ash on the ground"
"I'm the wound and the weapon, the fracture and the fist"
"Pay no mind what other voices say, they don't care about you like I do."
"I have lived so many lives all in my head"
"I can't tell you how proud I am, writing down things that I don't understand"
"Music's my imaginary friend"
"Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see"
"Some say a comet will fall from the sky. Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves. Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still. Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will I sure could use a vacation from thisSilly shit, silly shit, stupid shit...One great big festering neon distraction, I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.Learn to swim."

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I don't think I am better than you, I think you're better than you think you are.

You Are Best Described By...
Landscape With Butterflies
By Salvador DaliDistilled creatures of consciousness make haste to deliver. In their delirium, their aim is off. Searching for solidity, they creep through the cracks. Brooding, festering, quivering in anticipation. With confidence they expel, leaking acid from your tongue. Your eyes bleed and your head ignites. Twirling in their newly discovered freedom, they revel in seeing such displays

My Blog

From The Past But Not OF The Past

..Torrential wings of regurgitated memories swirling around in the duskIn the clog of a million years, faded lives and incessant abuse... there lies a being.A child with eyes that don't see, ears that...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Mar 2009 11:19:00 GMT

I Am Jacks Overwhelming Sense Of Depravity

And you open the door and you step insideWe're inside our heartsNow imagine your pain as a white ball of healing lightThat's right, your painThe pain itself is a white ball of healing lightI don't thi...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Mar 2009 02:10:00 GMT

"There is No Mystery Between Human Beings"

 Why should I care about people who dont care about me? Why should I put forth ANYTHING when I get nothing? WHY? For so long Ive done it, and I never questioned because it always felt right. But now...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Mar 2009 02:11:00 GMT

"Why" By Bob Flanagan

Because it feels goodbecause it gives me an erection;because it makes me come;because I'm sick;because there was so much sickness;because I say FUCK THE SICKNESS;because I like the attention;because I...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Feb 2009 23:16:00 GMT

Here In The Suicide Trees

What if everyone was forgiven by God because their souls were pure? And the rapists, murderers, etc.. still had pure SOULS it was just their MIND that had overtaken the soul? And the mind was diseased...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Feb 2009 22:20:00 GMT

All I've Got Is Insane

the world couples. the world is on the other side. a quote from doubt "a person in isolation feels as if they are looking out a window. on the one side are happy untroubled people, on the other side.....
Posted by on Mon, 16 Feb 2009 00:56:00 GMT

Control Yourself, Take Only What You Need From It

When he spoke to her, his eyes made lies of his words. She read in them an imploring. They begged her to be someone else. Someone social. Part of the 'meagerly society' as she viewed it. This is not h...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 17:48:00 GMT

And I Listen For The Whisper Of Your Sweet Insanity

It's so easy to ignore something you're not living.Who has the courage to abstain?To starve yourself to understand?Become a minority to develop compassion?No, No, we're all too busy.We have our shelte...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Dec 2008 14:43:00 GMT

Albania's Hard To Rhyme With

The issue of humanity as i see it is this: there are too many of us. Essentially, there should only be about a million people on the planet. The rest of us do nothing for the planet, or the advancemen...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 04:28:00 GMT

Hermitic Like Me

too too close to me to be ignored.Im losing groundYou know how this world can beat you downIm made of clayI fear Im the only one who thinks this wayIm always falling down the same hillBamboo puncturin...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 04:23:00 GMT