| "This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine... Oh, this little light of mine...." |
| "This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine... Oh, this little light of mine...." |


Like A KissThe blood on the floor... I smell the iron... A flood. I wished that it was once. I wished it so hard that I fell to pieces. All away and all apart, into little tiny bits. But I never really went apart. Not since he put me together. He never realized that he did though. My back is against the wall. The cold, tiled, wall. The tiles are a soft blue. The color of a whisper. A sigh pushes itself out of my lings and past my graying lips. I couldn't stand if I tried. So I don't. I don't try anymore. It's too hard for me to stand on my own, alone when the one supporting me is too strong to grasp. I am too strong tLike A Kiss


CatalystThis structure was not made well my hands lacked the skill though I had raw talent and inspiration The winds blew it away coldly, did you disappear from me and I was slow too slow to see and by the time I realized, you were already gone, gone, like grains of sand blowing away on the ocean breeze a breeze that wears me away carrying off my pieces I am eroding as does the rock face after centuries not dying not living a non-existence empty, meaningless The cold is making me so brittle and sad What was the catCatalyst


Washing AwayWashing away the rain falls sharp and quick silver needles slicing through the sky boreal frozen tears burn into my eyes as they seep out into the open I wish that they would fall but they won't they never do they water fall, cascading down andWashing Away
rivering riveting rapids and white foamed blurs passing me and I try to reach but nothing is reachable for these thin, thin hands fingers so skeletalwanly, my arms reach for you, wanlythey are about to break snap like the branches of a tree, iced o


Suspension"Don't obsess; it'll warp your mind." -CLAMP, "xxxHOLiC"Suspension
Chapter 2: School Days and Boyfriends
I yawned as my eyes opened to greet the bright dawn. I've always felt that morning is beautiful. Everything about it. The freshness of it, the dew, the quiet atmosphere, the crisp clean air... I glanced down at my purple comforter and grinned at it's plush fluffiness. I love my comforter. I am just in such a good mood today... Goddamnit! Ah, my precious brother Alec was awake. I thought I heard a thud coming from the other side of the wall of the adjoining room. He must have fallen out of


In the Centre, Cast AsideA true story of childhood and how a hatred toward Society developed.In the Centre, Cast Aside
There's a time where we all find ourselves in the centre. Always. But why is it that I resent it so much? I'll tell you why. In a time upon once, I was very briefly in the centre. It was an honest mistake, I promise. I didn't mean for it to happen. Honestly! I've always kept to myself all alone in the safety and seclusion of my own, personal corner My safe harbour has always been kind to me. Well, except once. Apparently, I did something so appalling that it forever set the standard


Dear Yaoi Fangirls: I Hate YouDear Yaoi Fangirls: I Hate You
It's true.
I hate yaoi fangirls, and I am one.
You may be looking at me with tears in your eyes right now and saying, "Why Chopstick... why?!"
Well, I'm gonna tell you why.
1. You're just writing about them because they're hot.
Let's just forget that they hated each other in the game. Let's completely forget that both of them were completely straight and had loving girlfriends in the anime. And heaven forbid I bring up the idea that they were really "just friends" in the manga. I'm not really bitching about drabbles or crackfics so much as I am the fifty-page
| "Don't take life so seriously. It's not like your gonna get out of it alive." "Don't obsess; it'll warp your mind." -Yuuko, xxxHOLiC, CLAMP “Everyone is dreaming a long nightmare. Someday, you get used to it, like being numbed by poison.” - "Rakuen no Tobira" (Paradise's Door) “When suffering knocks at your door and you say there is no seat for him, he tells you not to worry because he has brought his own stool.” - Chinua Achebe, "Things Fall Apart" “Could you imagine how horrible things would be if we always told others how we felt? Life would be intolerably bearable.” - Randy K. Millholland, "Something Positive Comic", 12-09-05 |
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i memorized all the words for you. if you only knew, how much that's just not like me.
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chorus romance says g o o d n i g h t .
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Have you not heard of that madman who...cried incessantly: "I am looking for God! I am looking for God!...Where has God gone?" he cried. "We have killed him...How shall we, murderers of all murderers, console ourselves?" - excerpt from "The Joyous Wisdom"
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i memorized all the words for you. if you only knew, how much that's just not like me.
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chorus romance says g o o d n i g h t .
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Have you not heard of that madman who...cried incessantly: "I am looking for God! I am looking for God!...Where has God gone?" he cried. "We have killed him...How shall we, murderers of all murderers, console ourselves?" - excerpt from "The Joyous Wisdom"
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