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Las Nubes de Venus
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Las Nubes de Venus. Im just that venusian girl. It was a matter of time: friends only journal. Aug 11th, 2013 at 10:44 PM. Ive finally decided that I want my LJ being friends locked. So yeah, from now on this journal its friends only. Fandom: historias de locas fangirls. Fly me to the moon. I me and myself. Real life is a fucking bitch. Oh fandom. the things you make me do! Feb 21st, 2013 at 8:41 PM. So yeah, still alive, still kicking ass, and still crazy in love with the Generation Kill fandom. Ive got...
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rants and rambles
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12:05 am July 7th, 2011. For Anon - Come Back. Lyrics under the cut. Or Talk to me. 11:52 am December 11th, 2010. Twitter patter in 4. Woke 2 find laptop on the floor by the bed, my glasses trapped beneath,. Musta fallen asleep and had evrythng slide in sleep; was it in slo-mo? Don't know, doesn't matter; my day's gonna be a bitch anyway. Sad 2 c richard holbrooke, areatha franklin, elizabeth edwards. We're all gonna go. i find solace in knowing my going will be less public,. Peace b w/me, peace wll come.
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rants and rambles
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12:05 am July 7th, 2011. For Anon - Come Back. Lyrics under the cut. Or Talk to me. 02:39 pm September 12th, 2009. The last paragraph gives the perspective. It's the future calling back - Everyone needs to hear this song. The text formatting is an attempt to convey the music. I don't know what else to do. You have to hear it. All the thoughts you never see. You are always thinking. Brain is wide, the brain is deep. Oh, are you sinking? Feel the path of every day. Which road you taking? For you to walk on.
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rants and rambles
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12:05 am July 7th, 2011. For Anon - Come Back. Lyrics under the cut. Or Talk to me. 12:01 pm May 27th, 2010. Looking for the Title. As I look for the title of my totaled car I have come upon yet more poetry I had published on the net which has likely long since been lost to the ether. I will post it as I can. Right now, I don't know what upsets me more, finding this work of 11 years ago or not finding the title from 5 years ago. It's all bad. It all hurts and I'm frightened. 06:33 pm December 27th, 2009.
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rants and rambles
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12:05 am July 7th, 2011. For Anon - Come Back. Lyrics under the cut. Or Talk to me. 08:23 pm December 1st, 2009. To Anon j Anon in response to this anon-j-anon.livejournal.com/50755.html#c. The beats pourin out of me. I don know what to do. Dreaming of starlight an saying hey fuck you. You made my night bitch. You and your shit. You and fanfic crackin on my head. Make me happy cause i'm thinkin' that i'm all alive. A screamin motherfucker with my arms spread wide. You made my night bitch. Or Talk to me.
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rants and rambles
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01:32 pm April 9th, 2011. Laundry - fukushima haunting. I want to have a conversation with you as if it were that summer. i want to see your eyes. your curly hair. i want to see you. but youre not here. So i have it with myself, but only for a second. The steps going down to the laundry. they talk back unbidden .say this smear, this blot, this stain, this piece of shit upon me have been here since that summer. look at me look at me look at me. Why arent you here? Cry outside scream inside. Poety of a sort.
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duo decka - rants and rambles
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Duo decka - rants and rambles. 03:30 am December 4th, 2010. Maybe it was lost in the in between. The email, wretched wracking painful crying for help bleeding a plea for understanding. One soul to another. Of one kind or another. I bleed i cry i plead to others watching their empty hands bear gifts of nothing. And listening to nonsensical statements of. It will get better time is a healer we all grow from suffering god is our healer it will all go away when all it is are lies and lies more lies and lies.
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Danahid
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It seemed very sad to see you going off in your new shoes alone. Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to her husband, February 1932. 22 June 2010 @ 01:51 am. FIC: What We Know (STXI, PG13). Almost a year ago, I wrote my first story in the STXI fandom, The Things You See and The Way You See Them. Who is my partner-in-blood-pacts, and. Who pretty much deserves author credit or at least a medal for all the ideas, editing, questions, and hand-holding that improved the story all along the way. Kirk, crew (Gen).
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Whiny update from Tall Tree - Danahid
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Whiny update from Tall Tree - Danahid. It seemed very sad to see you going off in your new shoes alone. Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to her husband, February 1932. 02 September 2010 @ 07:26 pm. Whiny update from Tall Tree. 1 So, planes generally should have navigation systems. Why their navigation systems break just when we're about to pull back from the gate is a mystery to me. I hate airplane navigation systems today. 5 I hate feeling lonely and out of sorts all the time. 6 I hate that I'm whining.
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Apologies - Danahid
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It seemed very sad to see you going off in your new shoes alone. Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to her husband, February 1932. 18 October 2010 @ 05:36 pm. Apologies to everyone who has been worrying about me. Apologies for disappearing and being unresponsive. Apologies to my dear friends for leaving them in the dark for so long. Apologies to. For defaulting completely on my Uhura fest commitment. Apologies for missing so many great conversations and greater fic. Hugs to all. I hope you're well. One year t...
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