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Novembers It's dark when I leave in the morningsNovembers by ~karateginstorm
And it's dark when I'm here, too
When I look out windows
When the sunglasses come on
When the rain stops
When glare pokes me in the eye
And when I can see everything
It is dark
It is always dark like November
Partially because it is November and
Partially because lights just cast shadows
And it's easier on my eyes to watch the shadows
Whereas the lights are like bee stings or papercuts or broken fingers
And my pain threshold is a little embarrassing
For somebody that knows they deserve a beating
Far more that normal people do
I never thought I'd want to slap November in the face
Push
Dramatics Acting is not a class;Dramatics by ~karateginstorm
It's not a passion,
Or a lifestyle, or
Something I understand.
It's not a passion—
It's our mutual reality.
Something I understand:
We are all well-trained actors.
It's our mutual reality
To break legs and play bills.
We are all well-trained actors,
Always saying what we never mean.
To break legs and play bills—
It's our favorite survival skill,
Always saying what we never mean
And trimming the truth like it's an intron sin.
It's our favorite survival skill,
But I'm so sick of all the stories and the soliloquys,
And trimming the truth like it's an intron sin
Drops velvety iron curtai
Self-Recognition I imagined the deepest seas tangled in my mind,Self-Recognition by *thepunkypoet
I'm trekking the honors of being human.
Only the paths of broken dreams began arising from the grail while
I speak to the wise man across the ocean.
I began to wonder about my existence,
I began to ask myself, am I that person in the mirror?
I imagined a world with no tears,
a world with no parasites crawling in our brains,
awaiting the arrival of corruption and despair,
encumbering the will to love,
the will to create hues with our fingers.
Life can be a roller coaster ride in the skies.
Conceiving the beauties is to perceive yourself as a whole
In The Alley... He sat all by himself in a damp, dank alley, sitting among the gray dullness of the garbage bins that looked battered and banged, the black acidity of trash bags containing who-knows-what that played a cacophony of symphonic smells, and the blinding neon spray paint graffiti upon the cement walls.In The Alley... by ~AuruMidas
He was on a trashcan lid, watching people pass him by without a second glance or thought. But then, why would they? He was a strange looking one, designed with loud, blaring colors that were beginning to dull as dirt and smog clung. There was a gold name tag pinned to his chest with the paint chipping off it claimed his name to be “Sunny
Conscience Pallid and pale, she is beautiful in the way circus freaks are beautiful. She is pretty in the way no one wants to be pretty. She is all cracked bones and uncanny imperfection. She writhes in deliciously painful exhaustion, curling her spine in spirals and extending her bone white ribcage. Under the thin skin of her fingertips, he can see blood beating through.Conscience by ~otherwiseunbroken
It’s tricky, he decides. Awake, she is all whispers and deceit but, asleep, she is none of these things. She is innocence glowing and radiating with life. And somehow, this is beautiful to him. It makes him want to paint her skin a million vibrant colors. It makes him want to w
That's all for now. Thank you 
Sta.sh
Much love.
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"We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will." Chuck Palahniuk
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per-pet-u-al
1. continuing forever
2. Everlasting
bliss
1. complete happiness
2. paradise, heaven
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"We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will." Chuck Palahniuk
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"We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will." Chuck Palahniuk
btw, u go 2 creek?
did u see when the seniors painted the buddah bear to look like the joker?
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a perfect example of insanity.
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"We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will." Chuck Palahniuk