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Face it without blinking: September 2012
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". You got the world, but baby at what price? But there is a memory that still exists. You're so very near me that afternoon, I can smell you, I recall the taste of your mouth as you hover. I look at you, I flash a smile. You try to read me so I shut down and you're confused. We have exactly what we deserve in life, don't we darling? I did as I was asked.
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Face it without blinking: There will never be accountability for a man who was never taught what it means to want.
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". There will never be accountability for a man who was never taught what it means to want. In back rooms there are secrets. All sorts of things to make us sick. And behind locked doors and afternoons blurred. He held me against my will. A film over the window. What would they say? Id be at fault. Because I only dared to put up a weak and watery fight. You g...
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Face it without blinking: January 2013
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". This is the sound of silence. But I will make you let your guard down. Tell you what you want to hear. Feed your vacant heart. Arrange varying degrees of undress. A war of worlds and thoughts. And then set me free. Made me question my life. And what is philosophy. The fine line like a filament. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Marie Simas is a serious bad ass.
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Face it without blinking: Chronicles of a coward
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". Chronicles of a coward. This time I will save my sparkle. Come at me with that. You know I love that. I know how to combat that. A delightful sound, the chorus of hairline fractures. In your porcelain heart. See if it can make you want to live a little more. Thumbs up, smile bright. In the coming nights. Because we both know. Your presence was never enough.
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Face it without blinking: This is the sound of silence.
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". This is the sound of silence. But I will make you let your guard down. Tell you what you want to hear. Feed your vacant heart. Arrange varying degrees of undress. A war of worlds and thoughts. And then set me free. Made me question my life. And what is philosophy. The fine line like a filament. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I love weird news. Y hous...
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Face it without blinking: December 2012
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". Chronicles of a coward. This time I will save my sparkle. Come at me with that. You know I love that. I know how to combat that. A delightful sound, the chorus of hairline fractures. In your porcelain heart. See if it can make you want to live a little more. Thumbs up, smile bright. In the coming nights. Because we both know. Your presence was never enough.
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Face it without blinking: You got the world, but baby at what price?
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". You got the world, but baby at what price? But there is a memory that still exists. You're so very near me that afternoon, I can smell you, I recall the taste of your mouth as you hover. I look at you, I flash a smile. You try to read me so I shut down and you're confused. We have exactly what we deserve in life, don't we darling? No one tells it like Mar...
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Face it without blinking: May 2012
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". Didn't know our love was so small. It's good to get get some perspective on life-who I am and where I stand in yours. I didn't know our love was so small. 8220;I hurt myself today”. You're full of shit! You're full of shit! Didn't know our love was. Couldn't stand at all yes. Couldn't stand at all. I couldn't stand at all. Just bring your son. Y house is ...
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Face it without blinking: You can't choose what stays and what fades away.
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". You can't choose what stays and what fades away. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Guilty and not so guilty pleaures. All of them are taaaaaaasty! My wifey will blog you magically fabulous. Marie Simas is a serious bad ass. Another down ass brown girl! My friends will give you eye-gasms! No one tells it like Margaret Cho. Truth. I love weird news.
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Face it without blinking: July 2012
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". Can't stop what's coming. One day all all have left are my bones. And the memory of your scent in the dark. And when you ask me to hand them over I will. When your pain subsides. Our only fondness will be to your quiet freedom. Your declarations of love always have the same price. A drink too much. And a mouth too sweet to ever be able to appreciate.
