Crimson poison

"So it goes."

duminică, 27 aprilie 2014

Overbearing situations

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Again,things that are not smart/"nice" (I'm looking at you,Universe!): staying up till 3 a.m. to watch a movie that will ...
sâmbătă, 26 aprilie 2014

"Smart" choices

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Going to bed late when you have to wake up at 6:15. Attending courses on a Saturday morning. Asking yourself how you got such a good grade...
vineri, 25 aprilie 2014

All at once

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D-aia nu gasesc eu niciodata un echilibru in viata,pentru ca zilele mele sunt fie absurd de fade ("ne-rezumabile" chiar),fie absu...
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joi, 24 aprilie 2014

The moon in my hand

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the window is coated with gloomy lace my temples are pounding with the sound of drums made from human skin I have broken my patienc...
miercuri, 23 aprilie 2014

...and again!

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Why does school happen to good people?Well,not me (not yet,anyway),but my brother-which means I have to get into this routine of his as wel...
marți, 22 aprilie 2014

"...till the end of the line"

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Pentru ca eu sunt o sora perfecta si extraordinara (*cough cough*),am decis sa-i fac un cadou de Sf.Gheorghe fratelui meu (George,adica) si...
luni, 21 aprilie 2014

Domestic roots

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leave me be with my crumbled sheets and stinging sides leave me be with my chopping,hungry teeth and bloodshot mind leave me be in m...
duminică, 20 aprilie 2014

"Holiday" redefined

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Cand eram mica,toate sarbatorile aveau un aer special.Craciunul mirosea a portocale si a caldura,iar Pastele insemna hainute noi si zile in...
sâmbătă, 19 aprilie 2014

Useless child

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Mark my words: having a child is like gambling away your sanity while being blindfolded. Sure,you can do your best to try and mold a beau...
vineri, 18 aprilie 2014

12 on the dot

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I am nothing don't worry,I swore to tell nothing but the truth, be it one that masks a phantasm or one that startles the insane ...
joi, 17 aprilie 2014

My bones are weeping

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to feel the unbridled joy of gentle degradation as your bones weep with the gratitude of the saved for such a stinging pain of pleasur...
miercuri, 16 aprilie 2014

On the cold run

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I never thought I'd hate rain or rusty clocks or people who forget how to be mundane my soaked heap of fabric and memories stands...
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Crimson Poison

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