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the rise and fall.here is the story, as far as i am willing to tell it:     i am twenty-one years old     and i have done exactly four things with my life.   
   three of those things were falling in love with you     on three separate occasions.   
   the fourth is the doomed apple tree i brought into the world.     it brings forth sweet, brutal fruit like winesburg.   
you were my downfall and my eternal life,     and i could leave it there     like a mystery or a surprise  &# the rise and fall.
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death in the spring-timedear you:      i like your frayed edges      the tall grasses that hid your face from mine          underneath pines where once we both lay,      the moving mottled shadows of leaves on your hips like paint stains   
             but you were not a painter               nor any artist.   
    my mind gets caught in the heave of your breath when you cry death in the spring-time
by ~theaphroditeeffect
us + themyou know them, yeah, probably better than you really want to, right? you can see them downtown on tuesday nights, drunk off their asses stoned out of their minds, parading around substance abuse like badges of honor, like glass shard scars painting the insides of forearms seeking wary looks not salvation, look at what i can do to destroy myself. fuck, man. look at me and my friends and we're so damn tragic, right, so grotesquely hip, pissing away cash on hard liquor and faux-vintage clothes, pissing away respect on weeknight binges. and they swear and speak french and smoke long cheap cigarettes and no one knows them, yeah, no one man, not pa us + them
by ~theaphroditeeffect
old words for new age loversI. i know a girl  who speaks patois  and not just speaks it, lives it  in braids and dirt under her fingernails;  who makes the best food  i’ve ever eaten;  who writes poetry that tastes  the way the whole world should;  who will break your heart—  trust me on this one.   
II. she lives  in two rooms  both painted that immoral blue  of caribbean summers.  she sings into those walls  keeping time with the drum of her fingertips on collarbones  while the windows harmonize  and the hardwood floors do rhythm.   
she hums the sea  int old words for new age lovers
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Happy Birthday UsFebruary rain casts speckled shadows over the bedsheets, the fragile grey trails of the drops trickling in weak, warped arcs, falling to the pavement outside almost without a sound. Perhaps too polite to speak in anything stronger than a whisper.   
It still strikes me as funny that even something as translucent and ephemeral as a raindrop would have a shadow. That something as delicate an eyelash could leave behind a trace of itsself. That something so weak could have the power to make at least a transient, fleeting mark on the world. But they are there, sad and soft and wet, stumbling shyly across the pillowcase.   
You Happy Birthday Us
by ~Madame-Fingre
Confession SestinaSylvia is alone upstairs,  Braiding ribbons through her hair  And putting flowers in strategically natural positions.  Ted, get off your ass and tell her that you need her  Like I need her. Assia is on the phone, but her voice  Is distant, and Sylvia's resonates down the stairs like an angel.   
Sylvia, do you recall that day in the strawberry fields? You were an angel,  Pink and laughing, sad when I saw you from the upstairs  Of the barn. I know your secrets from that day: I heard your voice  Call out in alarm; I saw your hair  Dissheveled and messy. When you catch a glimpse of her, &nbs Confession Sestina
by ~lalune-tropbleme
021.1.  when i first met you     you were like an unopened mystery present to me  i knew nothing about what was inside you & i was fully prepared to rip you open & see your insides & the thought of this made my blood cells feel like they were electrified  [ how electrified? i could have lit up half of china or california or, selfishly, the half of my heart that                 quit on me years ago due to severe heart break.]    after two years, you're still a mystery to me & i have yet to tear you open.  &nbs 021.
by ~agirlcalledHector
Page Eighty-SevenThe evening had never tasted so sweetly chemical. Our heady, drunken heartbeats throbbed in time to Robin's war song, our voices braiding together, the sound lighting a signal in the sky. Her fragile eyelids wrinkled with the effort of her scream, and the stars had never looked so sharp, nor as bright.   
 Why was this not strange to me? You might think I would sometimes wonder. Robin and I tore through adolescence, leaving behind a glittering trail of rotting rainbows, morbid metaphors and abandoned projects. Together we spoke a strange, synesthetic language that few others, if any, could comprehend. The world in which we live Page Eighty-Seven
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dear capitalization: fuck you.

Tue Jul 7, 2009, 6:25 PM
--Layer One: On the Outside
Name: bee.
Birthday: july 15. 1992. bc.
School: you know, that one. with all the fights and the hipsters.
(Future) Major: awesomeness.
(Future) Minor: bamf studies.
Current Location: around.
Eye Color: greenish brownish greyish weirdish.
Hair Color: several.
Righty or Lefty: i use my left hand to punch people in the face and my right to steal their wallets.
Zodiac Sign: i'm a disease.

--Layer Two: On the Inside
Your Heritage: white.
Weakness: mohawks, cinnamon rolls, boys who know their particle physics.
Goals: win.
Regrets: some.
Change one thing about your life: superpowers.
Relieve Stress: scream, bite, scribble aimlessly.
Hardest thing you ever had to deal with: blah blah blah.
Thing that upsets you: the state of north carolina.
Vent about something: something.

--Layer Three: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your thoughts first waking up: sjkdnfisjdlrjuihlsakjhdalweuiha;d
Your bedtime: eight thirty, because clearly i am five years old and still have a bedtime.
Your most missed memory: bikes and strangers and beaches.

--Layer Four: You're picking
Pepsi or Coke: bleh.
McDonald's or Burger King: ick.
Single or Group dates:: that one. you know. next to the--- yeah. that.
Lipton Tea or Nestea?: sun tea.
Chocolate or Vanilla:: both. AT THE SAME TIME. zomg.
Cappuccino or Coffee:: both, intravenously. HEYOOOO.

--Layer Five: Do You
Do Drugs: only if kool-aid counts.
Have a crush: i would think that's pretty obvy.
Think you've been in love: eep.
Want to get married:: la la la.
Believe in yourself: well, i'm pretty sure i exist.
Think you're a health freak: hah!

--Layer Six: In the Past Month
Drank alcohol: every day of my life, homes. GEEZ.
Gone to the mall: psh. totes.
Eaten Sushi: i don't trust raw fishies and their weed-based brethren.
Gone skating: har har har.
Dyed your hair: nein.
Done something: do i ever?
actually, wait. yes i do. NEVER MIND.

--Layer Seven: Have You Ever
Played a stripping game: oh all the time.
Gotten beaten up: i beat OTHER people up.
Changed who you were to fit in: i am a secret agent.
Hid something from someone: see above.

--Layer Eight: Getting Old
Age you're hoping to be married: pi.
Age to start having children:: one million nine hundred forty two thousand eight hundred and seven. point two.
Want to travel to: andromeda.

--Layer Nine: Perfect Mate
Best Eye Color: one of them.
Best Hair Color: ahem.
Short or Long Hair: oh, you know. ish.

--Layer Ten: What were you doing...
1 minute ago: things.
1 hour ago: stuff.
1 day ago: sundries.
1 year ago: sittin' around.

--Layer Eleven: Finish the Sentence
I LOVE: scrunchy facial expressions.
I FEEL: emotions.
I DISLIKE: your face.
I MISS: your face.
I NEED: dinosaurs.

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  • Interests: Mohawks, steampunk, tuxedos, lace dresses.
  • Favourite movie: The Chumscrubber, Serenity, A Clockwork Orange.
  • Favourite band or musician: My Chemical Romance, the Dresden Dolls, The Decemberists, She Wants Revenge, Jack Off Jill.
  • Personal Quote: "It seemed like a good idea at the time."

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~theaphroditeeffect:icontheaphroditeeffect: May 24, 2009, 5:54:36 PM
WAAAAUUUUGHHHH


Hi.

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Even that we will wake up is an assumption.
~Alex-Strohmeier:iconAlex-Strohmeier: Jan 27, 2009, 5:25:26 PM
Thank you for adding "Pain" to your favorites!
~teh-doom:iconteh-doom: Jan 18, 2009, 9:28:49 PM
JUST A SMALL TOWN GURRRL
LIVIN IN A LONELYYYY WURRRLLLD
SHE TOOK THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN GOIN ANNNYYYWHERRREEE

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'No matter what you've seen, heard, or felt, the stupidest thing you could think is that you've seen, heard and felt it all.'
-Bikkos the Wanderer
~theaphroditeeffect:icontheaphroditeeffect: Jan 19, 2009, 8:08:06 AM
JUST A CITY BOY
BOY AND RAISED IN SOUTH DETROOOOII-HOIT
HE TOOK THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN GOIN' ANNNNNNYYYYWHERRRRRREEEEEEE

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Les grandes personnes ne comprennent jamais rien toutes seules, et c’est fatigant, pour les enfants, de toujours et toujours leur donner des explications.
~teh-doom:iconteh-doom: Dec 9, 2008, 8:47:47 PM
KA-POW GLOMP

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'No matter what you've seen, heard, or felt, the stupidest thing you could think is that you've seen, heard and felt it all.'
-Bikkos the Wanderer
~theaphroditeeffect:icontheaphroditeeffect: Dec 10, 2008, 5:32:03 AM
OH NUUUUUUUU

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Les grandes personnes ne comprennent jamais rien toutes seules, et c’est fatigant, pour les enfants, de toujours et toujours leur donner des explications.
~theaphroditeeffect:icontheaphroditeeffect: Nov 18, 2008, 3:32:04 PM
NUUUUUUU

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Les grandes personnes ne comprennent jamais rien toutes seules, et c’est fatigant, pour les enfants, de toujours et toujours leur donner des explications.
~Madame-Fingre:iconMadame-Fingre: Nov 18, 2008, 4:32:59 PM
SOMEONE CALL THE AUTHORITIES, SHE MUST BE CONTAINED!

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"Brothers and sisters, I am an atomic bomb."
~theaphroditeeffect:icontheaphroditeeffect: Nov 18, 2008, 6:37:54 PM
YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE

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Les grandes personnes ne comprennent jamais rien toutes seules, et c’est fatigant, pour les enfants, de toujours et toujours leur donner des explications.
~teh-doom:iconteh-doom: Nov 19, 2008, 10:08:50 AM
WOOOOPPP SHOOOPPP DOOOOP

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'No matter what you've seen, heard, or felt, the stupidest thing you could think is that you've seen, heard and felt it all.'
-Bikkos the Wanderer
~theaphroditeeffect:icontheaphroditeeffect: Nov 19, 2008, 2:02:16 PM
Now THAT'S crazy talk.

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Les grandes personnes ne comprennent jamais rien toutes seules, et c’est fatigant, pour les enfants, de toujours et toujours leur donner des explications.
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