

street spiritcrying softly. crying hardly. crying all the time. never stops to underestimate the minds and the lights that have sholdered the weight of mice and men. men with suits and black hats and trench coats cross the road, seeking and searching. but never finding a way out of the miserable past and futures.no matter what happens, it all goes down to something use ful and g r e a t. blinded by soap and unable to see the world letting the wind take you were ever you may, but never to see anyof it.bamb the floor hits my head, a sweeping blow to the temple. angry shouts of murder and accidentals fill the tainted aire. colours on the walls blend. bstreet spirit


Such Tempting Winter NightsSad, innocent weeping, distant from the hallway, leading to the dreary horizon of a faded carpet living room. The only light, a candle slowly burning, throwing shadows on the walls, the intensity is surrounding, filling her head with chilling thoughts. The cold breeze, is no longer fresh, but a reminder- the infertility of her life.Such Tempting Winter Nights
crying to throw the thoughts, chained to her mind, dancing manically, constant screams and taunts are all that are heard. she swings around, a blade in her hand where did they go? the curtains- frail silk, thin and worn, they seem to be showing her, a pure unc
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To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else. -Emily Dickinson
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"Every morning when I wake up, I experience an exquisite joy - the joy of being Salvador Dalí - and I ask myself in rapture: What wonderful things this Salvador Dalí is going to accomplish today?" - Salvador Dalí
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Velcro is my mortal enemy.
oh, SNAP!
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"Every morning when I wake up, I experience an exquisite joy - the joy of being Salvador Dalí - and I ask myself in rapture: What wonderful things this Salvador Dalí is going to accomplish today?" - Salvador Dalí
are you sure it wasn't
Nothing!!!!!!!!!!
ha everybody in a big big circle all a happy time
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Velcro is my mortal enemy.
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"Every morning when I wake up, I experience an exquisite joy - the joy of being Salvador Dalí - and I ask myself in rapture: What wonderful things this Salvador Dalí is going to accomplish today?" - Salvador Dalí
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"The more frightening the world becomes ... the more art becomes abstract." - Wassily Kandinsky
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