aerii
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2005 21 October :: 11.17pm
lets get away tonight
from the late night twists and turns
from dizzing heights and warm hands
they tear me apart
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aerii
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2005 21 October :: 10.13pm
i feel utterly alone.
and im content with that.
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aerii
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2005 21 October :: 10.05pm
Meh..
blah blah blah. i have nothing important to say.
plus, i feel im lacking on the coolness.
whatever, whatever.
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alastar
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2005 19 October :: 9.45pm
Madana
You are more than written words.
You are more than shapes of clay.
You are more than paint on canvas.
You are more than sown threads.
You are more than carved wood or stone.
You are a work of art.
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alastar
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2005 19 October :: 9.14pm
Wage War
Caught on beartrapteeth in the territories of our own maps. It seems we've got a traitor in our own falling numbers. Must have been hiding in the basements so clandestine (we thought). Keep your eyes peeled. Backs to the trees and bellys to the dirt and leaves.
Counting.
Counting.
Counting them as they fall.
Turning green to red to orange to yellow and finally brown, decaying on the ground. Curling and withering and shriveling.
Plucking toenails and teeth like petals off of flowers. Necklaces of claw and fang; show your pride. Leave the bullets in our stomachs and the knives in our backs. Face down in the mud and ash and swamps and grass.
We never saw the shadows,
as hard as we tried.
We never saw the shadows,
even as we died.
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alastar
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2005 19 October :: 9.01pm
:: Music: Nine Inch Nails
Something to rally against or fight for
Dodging endlessly these words and their wrappedaroundyourfinger onthetipofyourtongue adjectives. I'm sick of fingers and tongues, lets just fuck [insert: fight] already. It's war and the final battle is coming, just over this next hill. I can hear the keyboardclicking thunderousmarching from your army of 13. (We'll add lips to the equation, because I can't get over her's.)
I'm sorry I had to drag you into this, but it's about the four [RAAJ] of us now. I'm outnumbered three to won. (Foreshadowing?)
Let's see who can hold their breath the longest.
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Aaron
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2005 18 October :: 9.20pm
:: Mood: Thoughtful
:: Music: Here Without You, Three Doors Down
Memoir...
A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that i saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And i don't think i can look at this the same
But all these miles that seperate
Disappear now when i'm dreaming of your face
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And i dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me
The miles just keep rollin'
As the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life was overrated
But i hope that it gets better as we go
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And i dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me
Everything i know,and anywhere i go
It gets hard but it wont take away my love
And when the last one falls
When it's all said and done
It gets hard but it wont take away my love
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And i dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me
I heard this today in biology...Lots of memories...I first heard it on holloween. Oh well, what's dead and gone is dead...but I can't help but feel a part of me died with it. I tried today, with Laura, and there was a spark. That same spark of life...but yet it was so infintismal compared to the blazing fire that engulfed every fiber of my being back then. This whole closure thing may be more difficult than I had originally thought. Well, wish me luck.
Later.
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2005 18 October :: 9.15pm
:: Mood: Loving
:: Music: In Your Honor, Foo Fighters
Can you hear me
Hear me screamin'
Breaking in the muted sky
This thunder heart
Like bombs beating
Echoing a thousand miles
Mine is yours and yours is mine
There is no divide
In your honor
I would die tonight
Mine is yours and yours is mine
I will sacrifice
In your honor
I would die tonight
For you to feel alive
Can you feel me
Feel me breathing
One last breath before I close my eyes
This offering
For receiving
Deliver me into the other side
Mine is yours and yours is mine
There is no divide
In your honor
I would die tonight
Mine is yours and yours is mine
I will sacrifice
In your honor
I would die tonight
For you to feel alive
For you to feel alive
For you to feel alive
For you to feel alive
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Aaron
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2005 18 October :: 9.13pm
:: Mood: Apathetic
:: Music: The Best of You, Foo Fighters
Guardian Demon
A demon watches over you. You may find yourself at
times wishing those you dislike dead.
Sometimes, you may find yourself being jealous.
Anger can often get the best of you. You are a
unique individual. Overall though, you are a
kind person with a big heart. Your demon is
always watching over you. Though a demon may
seem like evil is watching you, it is not true.
Your demon is on neither side; good nor evil.
Your demon is on your side. Your demon is
constantly protecting and guiding you down the
right path for you in life.
Who is your soul guardian?
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Irony is my guardian.
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aerii
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2005 18 October :: 3.41pm
:: Mood: hurt
die.
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aerii
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2005 17 October :: 9.16pm
cant wait till lion king with banana and stina cookie.
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aerii
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2005 17 October :: 9.12pm
:: Mood: sleepy
:: Music: tortures of the damned
look harder.
I am blue leaves falling off my legs
poetic retellings of ones we can never love
with fake rings and fake smiles
everything is a blur
alive with the mish-mash of broken verbs
messy hair and fading tattoos
the man whose elbows were swallowed by the night
girls dripping with emotions
bleached blond fireballs, with melting hearts
like the leaves, i turn sour and fall
like garbage, shoved into a bag and sent away
and when the dreams come, you dont know what to believe
is it the stars or his eyes
(but whats the difference?)
im broken down and love has lost my heart
and if its true, when you look at the stars, you're really looking back in time
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2005 17 October :: 5.53pm
:: Mood: content
I am online.. at my house!
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Aaron
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2005 16 October :: 1.07pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: In your honor, Foo Fighters
"Waky, waky, waffles and baky!"
I love my sister.
Later.
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Aerii
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2005 16 October :: 11.13am
:: Music: zolof the rock & roll destroyer
my hands hurt.
today is weird. i dunno.
Monica, call me or give me your cell number. Cause i mish you ever so much.
oh and by the way, i have a picture of you in my binder. im so evil. haha <3
two weeks.
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