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[2002-07-27 00:43:10 +0000 UTC]
"anna died."
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 171; Deviations: 190; Watchers: 111
Watching: 62; Pageviews: 22574; Comments Made: 6410; Friends: 62
# Interests
Favorite movies: requiemforadream donniedarko gingersnaps1+2 girl,interrupted whiteoleander ckyseriesFavorite bands / musical artists: brighteyes, againstme!, brandnew, getupkids, glassjaw, rilokiley
Favorite writers: anne sexton
# Comments
Comments: 810
oh, why thank you
i thought i already was watching, but i guess i wasn't.
have a nice day.
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ROFL YOUR GALLERY IS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DEVSTALKKK!!!!!
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you and your damn avator, and your id, and your damn gallery;
you all interest me.
hello.
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.you have an amazing gallery.
.your photos are incredible and your writing is so beautifully intense.
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did you know, pavement reaches a mere 75 on summer nights. it's so lonesome to think, that we'll never sporadically break apart ..or fall together.
at the top of the world, phrasing "don't look down", how can we resist? holding stars to fire, enter train and exit at another city. we will never be the same, no. we will never be the same.
pave my circle. piece me together like a square. broken is spelt with four sides and congruent angles. love can't come so easy when you're not around.
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I love love love love love your sweeeeeet pictures
though....,they are sour.
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breathing space never lost you any of your heart. outerspace is lonely because we're not occupying benches, or watching people pass. look at them. they belong.
maybe someday i can wait around the bend and i can listen to him play your brother's guitar. i can smile because i know how he makes you happy. the way i never could.
green grass and your eyes. we've always found things that mixed and matched, i hope our tag sales keep selling those antiques we never hope to remember. they remind me too much of the way things used to be.
i love you but i guess the clouds are everchanging. i wish i could stand by you but i guess your violin case is packed and his car is waiting outside. a short goodbye would work quite well. it's just too bad we could never do the things children do on sunday nights.
the sky was green when you left. i walk home alone
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sometimes it's okay to be alone. but when it's for this long, and you've made us all this lonely.. I wonder how you're doing. How is it over there, a thousand miles away? I wish I knew. God, for every Wish you were here postcard, I'd love to be just one foot closer to where you stand each time. Postmarked by the 11th and I know it won't reach you till the 4th of next month. I wish I knew. just how your eyes sparkle. standing there in person.
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It's too bad you're never a phone call away, and we can't laugh pointlessly under trees or near the horizon. Always it's been distance who called us names, it's an overstatement to understand how we could never play records or drive and talk together. It's too lonesome thinking of you, I guess the thinking will have to stop.
Picture frames and silent backseat views of endless plains and the dirt road. That is what we were meant for.
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I think it's a marvelous idea, considering the blue skies won't stay around forever. He's thought of you but moved on, hoping you'd be okay on your own. Maybe living alone in this big apartment was such a bad idea. The colors, they don't suit me. and the windows are too big. My eyes resemble this place, and I don't want to come home and see myself every night. I'd travel but I don't want to come back home and be alone. I thought he'd keep you, if not for forever, for the times you did love him. s k i e s t u r n g r e y .
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it's much too bad that we're all alone. button-up shirts are replaced by low caliber( and fading fast). we'll never be remembered, maybe they'll stick a tire for your gravestone and call it quits. its too late now. forget your starry eyes and ironing board, we're through and through. no city lights or country night, picture frames or speakers that don't work.. i hope he makes you happy. and that you love him.. though only sometimes.
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Nice stuff !
Is your nick for Thursday ? Thursday rock so much. Keep all that great art comming, your humor is addictive. All that is great. I'm happy. Have a good day.
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I is good. there is much poetic-ness on you page.... hmmmmm
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If we ever meet, I'll probably use that dress.
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Is it the surprised mushroom who is begging my reasonable right knee? Or shall I hang your arm to inhale the pressurized smell of my inner atmosphere?
It is the music I swallow.
And you on my nap, my love.
Thank you.
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she spells out, quixotic with her finger on the beach. Tonight we know the sea is broken and the seat belts waiting for us are slowly loosing way to lock and key. The footprints we create are so easily forgotten, watch us, how invisible we've become. hand in hand wouldn't mean a thing, the lighthouse would stare away the glow. Even if I loved you and tomorrow wouldn't mean a thing, I've always been afraid. The waves that crash down near cape and cliff, it'd be easier to fall than pretend like we exist, together, forever.
loveanddistance. you mean the world to me, me: the one who is alone..
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Fading away,
Doesn't hurt anymore,
Life has reached,
The Point of boredom,
And it's time to paint the wall,
with my brain.
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it was accidental, baby, that the car broke your bridge in two. the sky did not catch you, the parked trains did not break your fall.. and I was only there to wave goodbye and mouth the words, i love you. Later in the pages we'll see the dark haired wanderer wishing the lights in Vegas would dim for her arrival. but the airport lights form triangle after rectangle. we know our eyes will never meet. not under city light nor starlight, only in dreams will we reconsile.
i miss you so much, i wish the stars would fall and become your eyes, and i could see to it i never lost sight of you again.
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For sometimes, I wonder where she went. The little girl I used to stare into her starlit eyes. Hidden in the clouds, broken by the storm.. (she'll fall like raindrops)
I miss our conversation. I miss hearing your voice. thank you for the solemn reminder, beautiful..
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hee i think the conversation on your page here is amusing.
many 
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now we both have cameras in our avatars
we is hip
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i'dlaugh,
but
i'dnevertellyou
you
couldn'tfly.
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i ain't never seen an elephant fly
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um,excuseme, d u m b o ?
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dumbo was an elephant and he flew. 
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Don't make me slap the shit out of you.
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oh dear. *shakes head*
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"Sometimes we walk like,
we were shot through,
our heads, my love,
we write our song in space,
like we are already,
dead and gone,
your world was killing me,
your world was killing me,
disassociative..."
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don't burst my bubble.
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