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[14 Feb 2005|02:32pm] [ music | the breeders - cannonball ] consider this dead. if you're even interested in reading my things again, ask where my hideout is. i have a feeling lurkers who should not be reading this, are. scenefour's out[it's been fun], something new is in. 11 scene.

[14 Feb 2005|01:41pm] ( happy v day, suckas ) scene.

[13 Feb 2005|01:17pm] OK! so, i'm sending out valentinessss [cause i can be sweet like that] but i just want to remember who wants one.. i know alex & jamie are on the list but who else? if you want one[though it may be a bit late*], leave your address, or email it to meeee at spiffy_robot@hotmail.com ♥ 2 scene.

[12 Feb 2005|05:38pm] from mmmnafen fill er' out 01. name: 02. age: 03. where on earth do you live: 04. what makes you happy: 05. what have you been listening to lately: 06. do you enjoy reading my LJ: 07. if so, why: 08. interesting fact about you: 09. are you in love at the moment: 10. favorite place to be: 11. favorite quote: 12. will you post this in your LJ: 13. tell me why I should read your LJ: 6 scene.

[11 Feb 2005|11:45am] "it's gone, after all" you thief! you stole something though it was never your intention. your intentions were always perpetually unclear, especially late at night your whispers tangled up in the dark like string wrapping around my skin [static cling.] you thief - you took something that wasn't yours. and now, you can't give it back. now you can't. you turn off the lights to avoid my eyes, and you close your own so you don't become vulnerable. i'm sorry i was so pushy, i'm not terrified of confrontation like i used to be; i stepped over that line. thiefff... you keep taking and i keep supplying and and it never ends. we're stuck in a circle. i'm pushing the thoughts out of my mouth. even whispers in my mind threaten to exploit me and ruin. i think sometimes even they might give me away, like you had some way of ever knowing what was going on in my head. "my life almost changed. my life almost changed in that one moment." that was thunder, violently trying to escape me, and i bet i mouthed it but it was late, and i bet you would not have noticed or taken heed. perhaps perhaps perhaps. and you stare blankly ahead and my gestures are small, pathetic ones. agitated and aggressive i'm rolling over your body on the floor and you lie still still, almost too quiet sometimes you utter a word or two, breaking the silence between the space {which is not quite a lot, between us both} we share a common link, a common blanket, but you're the thief in this scenario, and i handed it to you, willfully,willfully this time. ( on an idle thursday afternoon.. ) 2 scene.

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