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Acne and Other Troubles of a 20-something: March 2010
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Acne and Other Troubles of a 20-something. Tuesday, March 23, 2010. For your nostrils only. It's better than George Clooney deciding to show up on my doorstep. It's better than the thought of him kissing me passionately. It's better than sex. That smell: It is intoxi-fucking-cating. It's crazy. I'm talking about Naphthalene balls. Moth balls, if you will. I'm addicted to them. Period. So addicted, that I stuff my nostrils with them and t. So good. SO GOOD. Oh! It got me thinking:. Friend 1: The hell?
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Acne and Other Troubles of a 20-something: April 2014
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Acne and Other Troubles of a 20-something. Friday, April 11, 2014. The haze of brown that I was not really looking at thus far, slid all of a sudden into focus. Before my eyes, a tacky frame, crammed with fake croton plants. My entire being ached to remain in the bittersweetness of the reverie playing in my head. I let my eyelids fall. Tens of thousands of tiny yellow leaves. Dried out. yet soft when they fall on your face. Sparing a mason in the distance, the street is dead. Alas, their last day together.
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Acne and Other Troubles of a 20-something: Portrait of a Devastating Announcement
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Acne and Other Troubles of a 20-something. Tuesday, April 28, 2015. Portrait of a Devastating Announcement. My closed eyelids did nothing to help and kept dragging me - by my hair - back to the nauseating thought. Noooooooo, please! A shudder flung them right open and for a few frantic moments I looked wildly around for anything to replace the chaos within. I saw that the big silver sun wasn't whole. He was a million glimmering mirrors instead. How? An almighty quiver on my lip. Blink. Wow, great, I was ...
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Melancholy's Child: February 2008
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Monday, February 11, 2008. MY FRIEND MY SAVIOUR -2 ( My Partner In Crime). Those sultry summer days. Were spent in lazying around. Ignorance was once bliss. Those are the days we dearly miss! My dear partner in crime! Aweso...
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Melancholy's Child: THE ENCHANTED WINDOW
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Friday, April 2, 2010. Through the open window i used to gaze. Into the depths of my heart's maze. Built my house on the rainbow. For the sun couldn't know. That I walked with the stars. Into the realm of love so far. Is wo...
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Melancholy's Child: June 2008
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Sunday, June 22, 2008. THE SPIRIT OF BLISS. It moves slowly inside you. Like the omnious clouds of monsoon. And fills you with a distant happiness. From the dreams that never came true. It elevates you for a moment.
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Melancholy's Child: ACHILLES' HEART
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Saturday, July 25, 2009. This is in fond memory of the movie troy- yep Brad Pitt! D guy amazes me everytime. I see the movie! Godn not only tht. Himd way he fights.d way he talks! Totally in love with him! Which is what Ive.
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Melancholy's Child: WHAT IS IT?
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Saturday, January 17, 2009. It gives us life and the serene blissfulness. Of a new day. It gives us peace and with it beauty lies. In its calm and psychedelic trance. The mild wind plays with it,. Washes away our sins.
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Melancholy's Child: UNBORN RECOVERY
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or Bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken. It is the star to every wandering bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. - William Shakespeare. Monday, May 11, 2009. You are with me, and so you say. Between the pages of my books,. In between my files,. At the back of my mind,. In front of my eyes,. During the boring lectures,. During the fun breaks,. But I still li...
