Marianas TrenchI like people with facial expressions. I wish they made them more often.
Tyler has a gay wiggle when he walks. We'll dye his hair blue at Christmas.
I almost made this a deviation accidentally.
OK
Now to wrestle with the montreal metro system.
~Lethargic-Thursday
Midnight will be our finest hourNewest
Prophetic DreamsBeneath the waves of an immeasurable sleep, dreamers such as Taylor Levy are predicting the imminent end of the world. Like all the other true prophets, Taylor will not wake to warn anyone; he will flow seamlessly from apocalyptic dreaming to a gentle death. Why will this happen? Taylor could not explain, even if one were to succeed in waking him; he is just as lost as anyone. What stands as fact is that somewhere the root of sleep is growing. It will spread across the planet like liquid honey, fixing and mesmerizing inhabitants until they succumb. Taylor will leave his body and he doesn't know where he will go after, but he knows that someonProphetic Dreams
by ~Lethargic-Thursday
...princess?i will burn and break these castles and crowns your prince will tumble down oh, fair, fair... princess? i'm climbing up the tower this will be our finest hour but i digress, the stress of being pretty has worn your features down, hewn ugliness and shrewdness and...princess?
oh your face with a frown? princess, I must insist, this is a must on your to-do list I mean lighten up chicky,
even I can get a little... picky, your body is great but your face, well... we'll leave that for another taste, my dear I fear th
by ~Lethargic-Thursday
To Sweet RoseNeglectful, I know but your image never left my side: graceful photographer, bells rang when you walked and your voice how it was soft and held me and how your life was rich. I remember your family, their religion a taste of faith and your smile when you looked down. I know I never called, but your image never left my side.To Sweet Rose
Dear friend, if you could know how much I loved you, and how I never loved before or after quite the way I loved you. I am discovering the depths of this seedling love, sleeping in the tissue of my heart
by ~Lethargic-Thursday
The things which sleep beneath5:30 AM.The things which sleep beneath
What she wouldn't give to sleep through a night. Tea rubbed her eyes and stared at the clock. She searched inside herself for some indication that she would be able to fall back asleep tonight, for once, but found nothing. With a sigh, she peeled off the sheets and put her feet on the cold floor, shuffling them in the dark until she found her slippers. Rising, she trailed one hand along the wall, feeling with her palm for the light switch. She flicked the switch. At first, nothing happened, but then the single bulb lit the room. Tea blinked in pain and made her
by ~Lethargic-Thursday
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- Interests: Staying alive. Enjoying things that glow in the dark.
- Favourite movie: Labyrinth + Boondock Saints
- Favourite band or musician: Bright Eyes. Flogging Molly, Van Halen.
- Favourite genre of music: never could identify genres.
- Favourite artist: Linda Bergkvist (And Kaori Wakamatsu)
- Favourite poet or writer: e.e. cummings, Don DeLillo, Keichii Sigsawa, Haruki Murakami.
- MP3 player of choice: Not even. But whatever gets me my music, I\'m in.
- Shell of choice: One you can hear the sea in
- Wallpaper of choice: if this world.
- Skin of choice: Porcelain Snow White style skin. <3. hah.
- Favourite game: POKEMONZ. (Seriously: Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time)
- Favourite gaming platform: Super Nintendo (Hate Xbox)
- Favourite cartoon character: Danny Phantom; Yami Yugi; Kino
- Personal Quote: "...Unless you're going to hell naked?"
- Tools of the Trade: Words, for the most part.
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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"--I would have given you an empire, had you but loved me."
--The Sorrowful and Dreadful Jonaten
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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"--I would have given you an empire, had you but loved me."
--The Sorrowful and Dreadful Jonaten
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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Whoopsie.
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