

Happiness is a Smoking Gun.Hello, how is your day?Happiness is a Smoking Gun.
Good thankyou.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
That will be one hundred and eighty dollars and fifty-five cents.
Ka-ching.
Thankyou for shopping at Myer. Have a nice day.
And then; the fat man with a sparse array of hair waddled out of the store pushing his trolley; full of designer kitchenware and organically-grown cotton linen. I stare at the line that has built up, brandishing their purchases, slowly shuffling forward. And once again; I struggle for a smile at the next customer; the next person succum


CocaineI sit alone. Moonlight seeps in through the window, casting shadows upon the floor. A moan passes my lips. Perhaps if I hold myself, wrap my arms around myself, the pain wont spill out. I dont want the world to see my scars, the ugly and unwanted reminders of my past.Cocaine
The room is bare. There is nothing in it except me. I am the only piece of furniture that never leaves. Bloodstains cover the walls, messages that I have written each time I had tried to kill myself. I longed for death, for an escape from it all. It seemed unlikely that it would ever work though. My mother always said that there was too much life


The Ten Commandments.Her lips are made of bleeding tin, blackened scars through her chest and white grimy ribs jutting out of her organs. Her skin is flaming masking tape, sticky and breaking. She isn't holding together very well. She's translucent, I can see her shimmery heartbeat, irregular and stuttering. Silver. She's quick on her feet, hair as colorless as my courage, eyes like the moon at a hard concert, dying in the mosh pit. She's aviation, invention, cold and metal. Feathers and worms. She's the reason people like me don't go to church anymore. But she's so tainted, from her bird's beak to her toes, painted to resemble talons.The Ten Commandments.
Gr
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The space between the tears we cry,
is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more~
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There once was a lady from Trent
Whose nose was most horribly bent
One day I suppose
She followed her nose
And nobody knows where she went
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"If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubts; but if he will be content to begin with doubts he shall end in certainties." - Sir Francis Bacon
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If you do not take almost 200 Photos a day you wasted time !
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"Your Orwellian language notwithstanding- it's a fucking machine. It's a tool."
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random scene
Random fangirl: Hey thats the girl who got rid of kyo fan girls #1-12
Me:<.< they can't prove that I had anything to do with there disapearence! >.> I didn't do anything!!!
Are you a writer yourself?
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"In the end, we will conserve only what we love, we will love only what we understand, and we will understand only what we are taught."
-Baba Dioum, Senegalese author and conservationist
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"Es steht manches Schöne isoliert in der Welt, doch der Geist ist es, der Verknü
J. W. von Goethe
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