The Dom, Claire, Rusty n' Emily Thread
What's the matter Claire?
Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf
Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
So glad you could stay
Forever

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Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf
Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
So glad you could stay
Forever

Fuck. Fucking piece of fucking shit, fuck this fuck fuckity FUCK! Where the fuck did that fucking fuck thread go?! FUCK!
Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf
Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
So glad you could stay
Forever

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- beautiful liar
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so i've done fuckall this weekend. and i'm not going to do anything. brett (not cm brett) was right about me burning out. i feel incapable. but right now i'm takin comfort in the smell of weed that i didnt smoke but seem to have a buzz hanging around from the secondhand inhalation. i love the smell of good pot. im shooting myself in hte foot, but i'm so freakin stressed. it's okay. i think i might drop AP history. i can't do everything, and i'll get plenty of history courses anyways. i dunno. *sigh* i'm so tired.
Well this week went straight to hell.
Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf
Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
So glad you could stay
Forever

- beautiful liar
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A writer's life
is not romantic.
It does not bring
unspeakable joy;
nor does it
unfurl tragically
with wistful loves
and clinging hopes.
Misrepresented
as something
desirable,
a writer's life
is pain;
unquenchable,
untouchable,
unsoluable
pain.
Writing
is a form of torture
edged on by a quiet
blaring masochism.
It is a hated addiction,
a compelling conviction,
vomiting and bleeding
all over
a page
in order
to feel
anything
at
all.
A writer's life
is unchosen,
self-infliction
imposed
by the junkie
dragons lurking
beneath uncertain
skin.
Self-absorbtion
follows inevitably,
incessantly,
a quest
for freedom
unfounded,
unfiltered,
unfettered,
by the increasing
need for more and more and
more;
going deeper
and deeper
(feel it digging
and reaching
and scraping below;
black tentacles
pushing inwards)
than ever before.
Tie it off,
shoot it up,
and let the ink
flow through
veins;
stained blood
passing through
thrust onwards
and over
and through
the circuit
as it paints
the inside
black; washing,
contaminating,
simultaniously
cleansing
as it flows back out
onto
the page.
A writer's life
is no kind of living at all.
is not romantic.
It does not bring
unspeakable joy;
nor does it
unfurl tragically
with wistful loves
and clinging hopes.
Misrepresented
as something
desirable,
a writer's life
is pain;
unquenchable,
untouchable,
unsoluable
pain.
Writing
is a form of torture
edged on by a quiet
blaring masochism.
It is a hated addiction,
a compelling conviction,
vomiting and bleeding
all over
a page
in order
to feel
anything
at
all.
A writer's life
is unchosen,
self-infliction
imposed
by the junkie
dragons lurking
beneath uncertain
skin.
Self-absorbtion
follows inevitably,
incessantly,
a quest
for freedom
unfounded,
unfiltered,
unfettered,
by the increasing
need for more and more and
more;
going deeper
and deeper
(feel it digging
and reaching
and scraping below;
black tentacles
pushing inwards)
than ever before.
Tie it off,
shoot it up,
and let the ink
flow through
veins;
stained blood
passing through
thrust onwards
and over
and through
the circuit
as it paints
the inside
black; washing,
contaminating,
simultaniously
cleansing
as it flows back out
onto
the page.
A writer's life
is no kind of living at all.
- beautiful liar
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Some good writing there.
Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf
Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
So glad you could stay
Forever

So this is how my month has gone:
1) Best friends parents get divorced.
2) Sister's roommate becomes total bitch and upsets my sister.
3) Acquantances(sp) mother dies.
4) Grandmothers very good friend becomes very ill, will die soon.
5) Dad's friend dies.
What a lovely month April is.
1) Best friends parents get divorced.
2) Sister's roommate becomes total bitch and upsets my sister.
3) Acquantances(sp) mother dies.
4) Grandmothers very good friend becomes very ill, will die soon.
5) Dad's friend dies.
What a lovely month April is.
Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf
Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
So glad you could stay
Forever

- beautiful liar
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Poor Claire.

Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf
Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
So glad you could stay
Forever

- beautiful liar
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BOYS are SO FRUSTRATING!
the guy i like says he wont go out with me becuase he feels like the big bad wolf and i'm like little red riding hood, according to him he's old and broken and i'm young and fragile.
he's so sweet, but it's like being repeatedly stabbed. he's wonderful, and i want to beat him up because of it.
the guy i like says he wont go out with me becuase he feels like the big bad wolf and i'm like little red riding hood, according to him he's old and broken and i'm young and fragile.
he's so sweet, but it's like being repeatedly stabbed. he's wonderful, and i want to beat him up because of it.
Awww, you're getting closer to it. Just keep explaining to him that you're old enough and mature enough to make your own decisions. He'll come around soon enough.
Queens Of The Stone Age-Someone's In The Wolf
Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...
Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...
So glad you could stay
Forever
He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand
You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..
So glad you could stay
Forever

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- beautiful liar
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- beautiful liar
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