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- Deviant since Dec 9, 2004, 5:53 PM
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+Your Wishful Thinking+Happy, Birthday.+Your Wishful Thinking+
The year has gone by too fast.
Happy, birthday.
Your life has passed just like a dance, You were a little kid, dancing in parks, And now you're grown up, and you're still afraid of the dark.
Happy, birthday.
You'll be turning 18 this year, but you're still a little kid, you still need a hand to hold.
Happy, birthday.
You'll be on your own soon, and you'll make your way, make your way, make your way through everything. On your own, on your own, that's how you'd, rath
in Song on 11/3/05
+Airplanes and Dances+Kill me if I'm wrong about this. I've killed you because you taught me everything I know. Everything I know about bullets and heartache. You taught me what it's like to kill a friend, and I hope that someday I find you, Resiliant and floating facedown in a stream of fire.+Airplanes and Dances+
Yeah I'm still here, and I'm not leaving tonight. Not without a kiss goodbye and a string around my neck. Till I see you on a cloudy summer day, and I'll imagine her body was a temple in July. A pupet on strings, a masquerade of dolls.
Clean out my bitter shelf of books and masks. It' been,
in Song on 11/3/05
+The Secret :Moors and Doors:+I’ve never done anything like this before. My past is shadowed by moors of horrors. Everything I write is a story in its own right.+The Secret :Moors and Doors:+
You’ll see all that I’ve destroyed, you will. Like a phoenix I will rise and fall like the chest of a man who’s sits in his home waiting for something but he'll never know. Cuz he’s always alone, except for his mirrors.
Like a phoenix you will rise out of the ashes overcoming fear. And me, I’m certainly no help at all.
If I hide from myself then maybe I wont fall. If I cut out my tongue would you mind at all? I’d feed it to a snake. I'd feed it to myself, and I, would swallo
in Song on 10/19/05
+Porcelain+I’d more than give up what I have, just to hold your hand. Make up a song for you on a flute. From the shattered mouth of pan. Write you down a few less words, from the mouth of a prophet named Art. Just use your imagination. Railroad tracks and Tic-tacs, Brand New and Early November…+Porcelain+
That kid who, if I care about you enough, you could stab me with a rusted railroad spike in the chest, and I'd still sit next to you and bleed while I held your hand.
Just be happy, what you have. Make up plans for next time. Wait a while, for demands. We can be alright. Just don’t b
in Song on 10/19/05
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- Websitehttp://www.myspace.com/dance_dance_die
- EmailDanceDanceDie
- AIMDanceDanceVespa
- MSNmisterpolarbear_love@hotmail.com
- Current Age: Eighteen
- Current Residence: Kansas
- Interests: writing.music.dancing.photography.glamour.movies.neverland.robots.zombies
- Favourite movie: Vanilla Sky|How to Deal|Garden State|The Boondock Saints
- Favourite band or musician: Emery|Brand New|Taking Back Sunday| Something Corporate|Bright Eyes|Senses Fail
- Favourite genre of music: screamo.emo.electronica.indie.hardcore
- Personal Quote: "The sweet, is never as sweet, without the sour."
- Tools of the Trade: emotion.thoughts.words.my tongue.music.glamour.camera
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I got an F and a C, and I got a K too, and the only thing that's missing is a bitch like u
My Art [link]
My Body [link]
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I know that this is what you want,
a funeral keeps both of us apart.
You know that you are not alone.
Need you like water in my lungs...
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I got an F and a C, and I got a K too, and the only thing that's missing is a bitch like u
My Art [link]
My Body [link]
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"No! Come on, I love you more than Kodak!"
hi. i totally missed your art.
and yesterday when i was talking to someone about photography i went to your page to show them things.
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"No! Come on, I love you more than Kodak!"
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I'm in love with illusions
so saw me half
I'm in love with tricks
so pull another rabbit
out of your hat
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"Sing me something soft. Sad and delicate. Or loud and out of key. Sing me anything..."
Straylight Run ~ Existentialism On Prom Night
Mirror, mirror, on the wall...
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I'm in love with illusions
so saw me half
I'm in love with tricks
so pull another rabbit
out of your hat
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"We train young men to drop fire on people. But their commanders won't allow them to write "fuck" on their airplanes because it's obscene!" -- Apocalypse Now
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"We train young men to drop fire on people. But their commanders won't allow them to write "fuck" on their airplanes because it's obscene!" -- Apocalypse Now
It's 1-800-I'm a dick sucker I love to suck a dick
And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want
Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key
And I'll be sure to get back
As soon as there comes a day that I fall out
And Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!)
So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken,
Beat a chicken, eat a chicken like it's a big cock(?) bawka-bi-kaw
Or suck a dick, and lick a dick and eat a dick
And stick a dick in your mouth
I'm done you can fuck off
fucka-fucka-fuck offf!
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69 - your IQ, not a sexual position
There's nothing worse than a false disposition.
Or me to stand here in this booth all day
For me to say the truth, ok?
You're droolin, you have tooth decay
Your mouth is open, you're disgusting
What the fuck you eat for lunch
A bunch of sweets or something, what?
You munch a bunch of Crunch 'N Munch?
Your tooth is rotten to the gum
Your breath stinks, wanna chew some gum?
Yes I do sir, what am I on?
You sir are on chew syrum
Please say you won't tell nobody
I'd be so embarrassed, I'm just absolutely terrified
That someone's gonna find out why I'm saying
All these terrible, evil and awful mean things
It's my own insecurity!
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69 - your IQ, not a sexual position
There's nothing worse than a false disposition.
My, such sadness you've caused... please do us all a favor and TAKE A NICE LONG NAP ON SOME FUCKING RAILROAD TRACKS!!! I know that'd make me very happy.
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"We train young men to drop fire on people. But their commanders won't allow them to write "fuck" on their airplanes because it's obscene!" -- Apocalypse Now
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I'm in love with illusions
so saw me half
I'm in love with tricks
so pull another rabbit
out of your hat
Scornful, relentless memory
Ripped of all but drive
Undressed by betrayal
Zero tolerance for the souldead
Wish I was the violence,
inflicted upon you
Fuel for Hatred, air raid siren,
Fuel for Hatred, to mankind!
Little you,
still like a claw in my eye
Pulsating organic rage
I should have let you off of the hook
Mind drifts
into dynamic pain
Universal onslaught
I'm on my own (One soul, one hate)
Fuel for Hatred, air raid siren,
Fuel for Hatred, to mankind!
Damnation, holocaust
Devil horns for you to ride
Time for the angel
to spread his wings and fly
World opponent,
wishmaster of gruesome pain
Stormtroops' frantic fury,
demoniac spitfire!
Abortion of religious life, distinguish the rot
I hate you
to a level of intoxication
Don't feel alone,
I've got enough
I wish you slow death,
slow death by grinding
Fuel for Hatred, air raid siren,
Fuel for Hatred, to mankind!
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69 - your IQ, not a sexual position
There's nothing worse than a false disposition.
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My suicidal dream,
Voices telling me what to do.
My suicidal dream,
I'm sure you will get yours too...
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Service with a smile... Miss Money Penny.
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"We train young men to drop fire on people. But their commanders won't allow them to write "fuck" on their airplanes because it's obscene!" -- Apocalypse Now
BDITU!
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69 - your IQ, not a sexual position
There's nothing worse than a false disposition.
...screw you
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Hannahcore - Not Your Avarage Type Of Core.
No Lies Just Love
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"there's something perverse about women...they're all masochists at heart."
henry miller "Tropic of Cancer"
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I'm in love with illusions
so saw me half
I'm in love with tricks
so pull another rabbit
out of your hat
--
"Sing me something soft. Sad and delicate. Or loud and out of key. Sing me anything..."
Straylight Run ~ Existentialism On Prom Night
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Hannahcore - Not Your Avarage Type Of Core.
No Lies Just Love
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