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| on to livejournal. yes, already. xanga is far too problematic for my computer… IM me if you would like to know the link. you’ll have more luck trying to catch me on my other AIM screen name: schmaltzxy. | | |
| i've been wading in the velvet sea...
i haven't been in the mood for writing lately...not a bit. i cannot explain it. it seems apathy has finally claimed me.
perhaps when i head down to narragansett for my next GED class, i can retrieve my violin and be inspired? wishful thinking, i know...but i can still hope that the instrument will stimulate me creatively...
gah. the words of my already limited vocabulary are filing into the gas chambers of indolence...
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on a completely unrelated note... i dreamed of toby last night. i don't think of him much. he appeared in my dream, nevertheless. i was standing behind him, caressing his shoulders, being affectionate with him, behaving as if we had been a couple for quite some time...
somewhat sickening.
aislinn.
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| The only thing that burns in hell
Is the part of you that won't let go of your life
Your memories, your attachments
They burn them all away
But they're not punishing you, they say
They're freeing your soul...relax. | | |
| A rather large and intimidating spider had been living in my shower for the past few days. When it came time for me to wash, I would step in apprehensively. He would be perched in the corner. I would watch him. I didn't knock him down to let the water carry him towards the drain. I didn't disturb him at all... I feared and revered him. Today I found him entangled in a clump of hair that had collected in the drain. His legs were contorted and limp, his tiny body collapsed and lifeless. Dead, fallen foe. Woe. | | |
| Girl anachronism seeks
Culluloid boy,
Seeks porcelain miss,
Seeks insecure toy.
Girl anachronism craves
Conversation.
Craves intellect equal,
Craves inspiration.
Girl anachronism wanders,
Hunting new muse,
Someone to empathize.
Someone to abuse...
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