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Vicious Wail: March 2010
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Wednesday, March 24, 2010. I Can't See You Every Night. Posted by Post Scriptum. Just One Note Could Make Me Float. Posted by Post Scriptum. Sunday, March 21, 2010. I Can't Get No Relief. It's not like I'd ever tell him I fancied him. Oh no, that's far too risky. It'd ruin out friendship; it would. Have we already pushed that barrier? But it was nothing, right? It was an accident. Merely an accident that just happened to occur on two completely separate occasions. But not again. I swear never.
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Vicious Wail: Her Name is Love
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Sunday, November 7, 2010. Her Name is Love. A black rose blooms through a dawning sun,. Her name, so silent, whispers love. The herald of freedom, hope and peace. A new world rising, tranquil, free. She is love, and she is free, Her name is solidarity. A black rose blooms through a dawning sun. Her name, my love, is Anarchy. Her warm embrace, the kiss of peace. To find the lonely, lost and hopeless. A black rose blooms through a dawning sun. A day of love to set us free. Lost in a sea of pain and liars.
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Vicious Wail: January 2010
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Friday, January 29, 2010. Posted by Post Scriptum. Saturday, January 23, 2010. You're way too loud. Posted by Post Scriptum. Saturday, January 16, 2010. My London London Bridge Wanna Go Down. It's safe to say that I would like a ring like this. Posted by Post Scriptum. So what are you so frightened of? Oh the usual," I said, trying to pull myself together. I could do this for hours.". No, that's all right," he said. "But we're all scared of those things.". Posted by Post Scriptum. Sunday, January 3, 2010.
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Vicious Wail: October 2009
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Monday, October 26, 2009. My mother is feeding me more than ever. The stress sets in and the chocolate covered goji. Berries (sitting in one of the three containers of snacks she has places on my desk) just keep finding my mouth. Good bye summer body! Posted by Post Scriptum. Can You Feel My Love Buzz. Quote and Photographer; Michael Lavine. Posted by Post Scriptum. Sunday, October 25, 2009. Posted by Post Scriptum. Its Black, Its White. Posted by Post Scriptum. Drop It, It's Dead. Posted by Post Scriptum.
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Vicious Wail
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011. I don't know if you'd be particularly interested in hearing anything about my life. Most of it doesn't add up to much that I could relate as a way of life that you'd approve of. I move around a lot, not because I'm looking for anything really but because I'm. Getting way from things that get bad if I stay. Auspicious beginnings. You know what I mean? I don't know what to say.". Jack Nicholson, Five Easy Pieces. Posted by Post Scriptum. November 9, 2011 at 10:44 AM.
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Vicious Wail: December 2009
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Wednesday, December 30, 2009. My Life Got Flipped, Turned Upside down. Something's not quite right. Posted by Post Scriptum. Monday, December 21, 2009. She Appears Composed, So She Is, I Suppose. Depressing’ isn’t a word I would use to describe my music. But there is some sadness in it - there has to be, so that the happiness in it will matter. Posted by Post Scriptum. Thursday, December 17, 2009. All Your Lovers' Revenge. Posted by Post Scriptum. Thursday, December 10, 2009. Just A Small Town Boy.
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Vicious Wail: November 2010
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Sunday, November 14, 2010. Posted by Post Scriptum. Sunday, November 7, 2010. Her Name is Love. A black rose blooms through a dawning sun,. Her name, so silent, whispers love. The herald of freedom, hope and peace. A new world rising, tranquil, free. She is love, and she is free, Her name is solidarity. A black rose blooms through a dawning sun. Her name, my love, is Anarchy. Her warm embrace, the kiss of peace. To find the lonely, lost and hopeless. A black rose blooms through a dawning sun. Posted by P...
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Vicious Wail: May 2010
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Saturday, May 29, 2010. Turn All The Lights Down Now. Posted by Post Scriptum. Wednesday, May 26, 2010. Posted by Post Scriptum. Monday, May 10, 2010. Posted by Post Scriptum. Sunday, May 9, 2010. Posted by Post Scriptum. Saturday, May 8, 2010. I should stop dreaming. I set myself up only to be shut down. Source: dethjunkie.tumblr.com. Posted by Post Scriptum. Wednesday, May 5, 2010. I Can Feel It When We Kiss. Posted by Post Scriptum. Saturday, May 1, 2010. Building Castles In The Sky.
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Vicious Wail: August 2009
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Monday, August 31, 2009. If you hate the taste of wine. Why do you drink it 'til you’re blind? And if you swear that there’s no truth and who cares. How come you say it like you’re right? These lyrics sung by The Bright Eyes speak to me. I make my ancient silver iPod mini play this song way too often. I love it. Posted by Post Scriptum. Monday, August 24, 2009. The Things that go Bump in the Night. So, what do you choose? Posted by Post Scriptum. Monday, August 17, 2009. Posted by Post Scriptum.
