February 2012
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Feb 17th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 4th
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Feb 1st
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January 2012
6 posts
Jan 30th
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Jan 28th
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Jan 25th
sleep is my drug
a few hours here a few hours there my waking hours dizzy and exhausted fuck this
Jan 23rd
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Jan 22nd
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a pangramic haiku
Those lockjaw-hexed grins Queer spit froze us together Be my Valentine
Jan 12th
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December 2011
2 posts
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Dec 29th
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Dec 3rd
November 2011
5 posts
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Nov 16th
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Nov 10th
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Nov 9th
24 notes
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Nov 5th
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Nov 1st
October 2011
6 posts
AND IT HURTS ALL THE MORE BECAUSE I KNOW THAT WITH...
Oct 26th
i want to rip up the pavement with my teeth and claws and run tumbling screaming into the darkness of the woods a white form a white bulb floating through the trees spilling blood and shitting down my own legs and crying snot and everything disgusting as i run and am dizzy and vomit and weep because this is not me this monster this beast creature girl wild sharp thing this is not even close i am...
Oct 26th
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Oct 24th
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cold constant sickness of doubt i have the wet-tissue skin of new moth wings setbacks get to me more than they should i hate hate my fear
Oct 11th
Oct 8th
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Oct 3rd
September 2011
16 posts
i'm going to ireland now
in just over 24 hours i should be in a hostel in dublin, and then i’m spending two weeks backpacking around the countryside, along the coast. there should be internet, but i’ll be on the move almost constantly and most likely won’t use it often, so unless i get somehow moved by the wild fae of my elusive father’s ancestry (harhar) to compose some sort of sweeping gaelic...
Sep 15th
Sep 14th
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I can't sleep
I’m drinking slightly spoiled milk and being self-indulgent. I should start gluing my book while I’m up but I’d just end up hot-gluing my fingers together. I love hot glue. How it hurts but never really leaves a burn, how easy it is to pull off the skin in full parts, the imprints left on it. It seems so far away, the idea that soon I might not have to leave the place I love. A...
Sep 12th
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Sep 11th
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Sep 11th
Sep 10th
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Sep 8th
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he loves me.
now that i have gutted you thank you for your kindly lie.
Sep 8th
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Sep 8th
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Sep 8th
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Sep 8th
2 notes
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Sep 6th
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Sep 3rd
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9 tags
Sep 3rd
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Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
August 2011
5 posts
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Aug 31st
what i wrote last night
I would really like to explore further and more coherently, through sort-of-fiction-poetry-script-writing-of-all-sorts. It would be mostly creative I suppose but also rather scientific, and I suspect that a lot of research and organization would be needed before I even came close to knowing what I was looking to explore. If I could ever get it anywhere near to cohesive (even to me) I’d have...
Aug 29th
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Aug 29th
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Aug 27th
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Aug 25th
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