

Filthy loveI feel dirty with love. Caked in a covering of the things we did, the things we said, while in my bed. I can not wash this film. this grit. this griminess away. I am filthy with it , this feeling this thing that I'm so damn wary of trusting How can I be this sticky and not feel at all disgusting? My bodies covered in it. our saliva and our sweat and it's all about my person and it's dried but I"m still wet. It's got me bruised and knicked from it's passion but this passion turns to calm try to stop myself from falling., catch myself with my pFilthy love


a lovers lie is pleasantRage exemplified.a lovers lie is pleasant
Light subdued.
lies come so easily ...
to lovers lips; if only to make happy for a moment.
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Back and forth we rock,
a soothing sort of stemming, brought up from a singular cry.
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the sweet intoxication of madness, a kind of drunken sway
is this joy or insanity?
o I've never been more free...or more alone.
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One love broken;
one mouth that won't quit, mind that won't stop.
no appeal for sympathy, how endearing


more to love means fatLove is the basis of , underlying cause of , and culmination of all films, books, cartoons, television shows , songs, and hell, even commercials. If not directly, then in some way, either it is the goal of the people in it , or all of their trials are caused by it , Everything is in some way about love, falling in love, being in love, seeking love, or losing love.more to love means fat
The hero may have just single handedly saved the universe, but that's nothing if he doesn't have his leading lady to kiss deeply before the credits roll. In every form of media I am bombarded with images and stories telling me that life is meaningless If I have no one
dark one

BarriersI can't describe the feelings I can't repeat it one more time I can't agree with the stories It can't be just inside my mind These lies my lips keep forming The truth is warped inside These pictures I keep seeing Are just a frame of mindBarriers
Ich bin alleine Ich bin alleine
One day my eyes are weeping One day my wrists are bleeding These hallucinations I keep tasting Are controlling all of time I start to speak and I begin to stutter I've lost an hour, lost a day I convince myself that this is normal At least that's when I have the t
Echoes
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"The sublime and the ridiculous are often so nearly related, that it is difficult to class them separately. One step above the sublime makes the ridiculous, and one step above the ridiculous makes the sublime again."
-Thomas Paine, Age of Reason
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Conta-me um Conto e Deixa-me Pensar
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"The sublime and the ridiculous are often so nearly related, that it is difficult to class them separately. One step above the sublime makes the ridiculous, and one step above the ridiculous makes the sublime again."
-Thomas Paine, Age of Reason
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"The sublime and the ridiculous are often so nearly related, that it is difficult to class them separately. One step above the sublime makes the ridiculous, and one step above the ridiculous makes the sublime again."
-Thomas Paine, Age of Reason
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you have a very nice gallery here
Have a great day and keep up good work
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