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The Old Apartment I watch as I pass by car after car, the traffic in the lane next to me halted abruptly by the five o'clock rush. Cigarette smoke and ash follow my sisters car, a twisted, poisonous breadcrumb trail escaping through the crack in my window. I throw out a cigarette but and light another one. Even after five I still cannot relax. I'm restless and edgy, and I don't think all the chemicals in the world could put me at ease right now.The Old Apartment by ~dantekill3r91
My mood isn't helped by the stop/start routine of this traffic. Another mile of this and I feel like I'm gonna go fucking crazy. When I think about it, though, w
My light I felt more comfortable being a shadow in your soulMy light by ~dantekill3r91
Drifting through the years I remained a stasis ghost
Well I knew that if I were a current
Sweeping up castles of sand
You were the changing tides
The windswept coast
But like a dark sky you faded into light
Kandi Shoes by ~rencore| Becky: 20 year old girl with a passion for helping people and a wisdom beyond her years. Secret keeper, advice giver, crying shoulder, best friend. Funny, caring, smart, outgoing, leader. Pierced, tattooed, creative, free-spirit, rebel. Love = friends, family, laughter, hugs, music, dancing, glowsticks, kandi, photography, interior design, rainbows. Hate = ignorance, prejudice, intolerance, arrogance, hypocracy, heartbreak. |
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You know in the end, pie is the only thing that matters
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"Until they become concious they can never rebel,and until after they rebel they cannot become concious." -George Orwell: Nineteen Eighty-Four.
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☮♥♪ Peace, Love, Unity, Respect ☮♥♪
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"Until they become concious they can never rebel,and until after they rebel they cannot become concious." -George Orwell: Nineteen Eighty-Four.
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☮♥♪ Peace, Love, Unity, Respect ☮♥♪
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"Until they become concious they can never rebel,and until after they rebel they cannot become concious." -George Orwell: Nineteen Eighty-Four.