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fettishist: nakedemilyd
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You take all your clues from me then say you'd like to settle down. With a girl who wears sattin slippers. I have a stiletto fettish. All of that merciless rage condensed onto a stilleto. Point is not for one who thinks with his childish heart. Post a new comment. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. Your IP address will be recorded. Post a new comment. Post a new comment.
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'the gate': nakedemilyd
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Glimmering hope lies tarnished in the morning glare. Waiting, with baited breath. The eyes of the down-trodden sparkle at the sight. Sniffing, sensing, tasting and at last touching. Now grasping upwards, upwards. White-picket fencing splinters in hands. When the ground becomes tar, unset. The skin becomes nothing. And the fates of hope are gone. Post a new comment. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. Post a new comment.
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he: nakedemilyd
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A touch, marked by simplicity. One effortless breath - an echo momentary. But sometimes you don't know;. Its not only me who feels that. But mostly its only me. And i forget to feel the driving rain - the rush about to. In your echo beautiful. And the echo saves me. A breath which lasts forever. Post a new comment. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. Your IP address will be recorded.
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Vainglory: nakedemilyd
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Vainglory and the wire'. Vainglorious walks a tight-rope. Blindly grasping, feeling the nothingness. Above, behind, and below her. Dont look at the gap within her. Pigeon steps and fills the gap,. All her life filling it with jasmine. The aroma which crushes her soul. Sends her fleeing into the tormented misfit - someone she thought she wasn't. Never to be again. But she is. Vainglory and the wire. Ever poingant, the fall. The death of the circus - the dream of the free. Look down, but don't look in.
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For Christmas I got a Knee length black coat from New Look, 2.2kg tin… - You can dance if you like, you can sing every line of every song, no you don't
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You can dance if you like, you can sing every line of every song, no you dont. Have to steal the show, it was your show all along. December 26th, 2005. For Christmas I got a Knee length black coat from New Look, 2.2kg tin of Roses, Box of Jelly Babies, Simon Webbe album, make up set, box of combs/brushes, Tobelerone and I got some money which needs to be counted. 2006-01-21 05:09 pm (UTC). Came across your journal when looking up interests. May I ask, whats that album like? I was thinking about buying it.
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