| Because I could not stop for death He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves And immortality ~Emily Dickinson |
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Reason and IllusionShe's strong. She shows no pain, no remorse, not a slight twitch of sorrow. Her face doesn't melt. Her voice doesn't falter. Her routine remains as constant as always. Outwardly she is a paragon of normality, and the act is eerily convincing.Reason and Illusion
You're an idiot. A stupid, pathetic little idiot. You let your heart fall too quickly. You knew it was happening, you watched from the crowded bleachers and nodded your satisfied consent. You let it happen, you, you, YOU. Don't blame him, he did nothing. Did he ever say out loud that he was in love with you? Of course not. Did he ever flirt with you, or mislead you? Never. YOU are to blame t
by ~gimme-da-money
The MuseLegs folded beneath me, I sit in a mild corner of the forest. The Wind waltzes softly through the trees and plays a melody through the leaves. Only patches of sky can be seen from the forest floor, sending droplets of sunbeams sprinkling across the pages of my empty book.The Muse
What a lovely thing a blank page is. How effortlessly it glows with a beauty that stems from its purity. But for all its beauty, I prefer a filled space. Crinkled at the edges and faded in the middle with black scribbles covering every inch of free room. The freshness is lost…and replaced with wisdom. Regardless of the words, there is something eminently pr
by ~gimme-da-money
A Modern Ghost Story -- Ch. 14CHAPTER 14: A Tale of Two LoversA Modern Ghost Story -- Ch. 14
The morning was clear and clean and smelt of fresh fallen rain. The sky was just at that interim state between darkness and light, when all things seem magical to even the most cynical of hearts. It’s a peculiar time, when living things lie asleep in their beds or nests or caves and ghosts lose the will to be restless. All the world stands still a moment and watches the sunrise.
Shirley took advantage of this time, not knowing whether it would last an hour or a minute. She crept from her bed and slipped down the stairs, not even bothering to take a coat or anything more than a pa
by ~gimme-da-money
Dear PeterDear PeterDear Peter
Mother used to tell me the stories, used to murmur your name in my ear at night just before I fell asleep so I would dream of hidden lagoons and adventures in the jungle. I knew all the stories…I remember them even now as vividly as when they’d first graced my ears.
At night I’d dream of you. I’d hear the soft creak of the window glass followed by the light tread of your bare feet. I’d smell the forest scents that stalked you in and lingered about seconds after you’d gone. I’d feel a hot gasp of air whispering “come away” against my cheek. But when my eyes woul
by ~gimme-da-money
im still aliiiiive lol
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| How does one sum up a personality in a paragraph? I propose that it's not possible. I'd even dare to suggest that a book written over the span of a million years couldn't make a half-way decent summary of one day of someone's life. Personality, identity, they're both intensely complex, and no amount of written word could account for them. I am many things, some bad, some good, some blase...but now is not the time for philosophizing. As always, I am your fervently Irish, blatantly insane, fiendishly wicked, delightfully dark, and far too short red-headed blonde, Miss Hunter |
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- Current Residence: The Haunted Mansion
- Interests: writing, spinning in circles, james dean, wandering aimlessly in the rain
- Favourite movie: Casablanca and Rebel Without a Cause...it's a toss-up
- Favourite band or musician: The Beatles
- Favourite genre of music: anything but country
- Favourite artist: Van Gogh
- Favourite poet or writer: Emily Bronte (poetry) and Charlotte Bronte (prose)
- Favourite style of art: impressionist (art) and romantic era (poetry/prose)
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Shell of choice: sea
- Wallpaper of choice: one giant painting of Laurence Olivier
- Skin of choice: polka-dotted
- Favourite game: freeze tag
- Favourite gaming platform: 9 3/4 (for the HP fans out there)
- Favourite cartoon character: Dib from Invader Zim
- Personal Quote: The ship is lost, the cargo gone, but I am still here and as long as my heart beats, i SHALL go on
- Tools of the Trade: quil pen and a dimly lit room
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So if a tear when thou art dying
Should haply fall from me
It is but that my soul is sighing
To go and rest with thee -- Emily Bronte
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grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize at:
*mansionfans
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I've claimed Hong Kong's Mickey's Philarmagic in the Disney-Parkhoppers' Park Claimers' Crew
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So if a tear when thou art dying
Should haply fall from me
It is but that my soul is sighing
To go and rest with thee -- Emily Bronte
~
grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize at:
*mansionfans
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So if a tear when thou art dying
Should haply fall from me
It is but that my soul is sighing
To go and rest with thee -- Emily Bronte
~
grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize at:
*mansionfans
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+Do you still believe in Fairy Tales?+
Il sito del mio libro/my book site: [link]
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So if a tear when thou art dying
Should haply fall from me
It is but that my soul is sighing
To go and rest with thee -- Emily Bronte
~
grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize at:
*mansionfans
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**Vis ta vie comme un rêve**
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So if a tear when thou art dying
Should haply fall from me
It is but that my soul is sighing
To go and rest with thee -- Emily Bronte
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grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize at:
*mansionfans
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