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Your WordsThis muscle in my chest  
Bleeds indefinitely  Punctured by your words  The poison I drank,  Consumed every last word,  
Every last syllable  I can’t help it,  
Your words,  
The way you utter them  It’s addicting, it’s bittersweet  Like candy that will rot my teeth  
I knew every line you spoke  Every word you would profess  These lines, your words,  
Became my favorite book to read  The music of harmony  But how could I be so naive?  
I swallowed everything you said like pills,  Not wanting them but needing them  Words, words, words Your Words
by ~rockstargirl37
DazedI've been dazed  for quite some time  
in the depths of my mind  I hide  hide myself  Indifference surfaces  Walls form  
Everything of me  I put away  so I won't get hurt  
I cage my heart  so no one will be able to get in  A rubix cube for a mind  A shard of glass for a heart  I cry  indefinitely Dazed
by ~rockstargirl37
For More Than Words Can SayFor more than you could ever know  For more than words can say  You're always in my heart  Every passing day   
You know that miles of land  Can never keep us fully apart  You've always had the right words  To create a piece of art   
I guess I have to wait  For the day we will spend together  But I want you to know  
 
I love you  
always and forever ♥ For More Than Words Can Say
by ~rockstargirl37
If we only...If we forget the conflicts  If we forget the agitation  If we forget the turmoil  If we take the walls down   
We experience new beginnings If we only...
by ~rockstargirl37
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Simply gone

Tue Nov 10, 2009, 6:09 PM
"Nothing is more painful to the human mind, than, after the feelings have been worked up by a quick succession of events, the dead calmness of inaction and certainty which follows, and deprives the soul both of hope and fear. Justine died; she rested; and I was alive. The blood flowed freely in my veins, but a weight of despair and remorse pressed on my heart, which nothing could remove. Sleep fled from my eyes; I wandered like an evil spirit, for I had committed deeds of mischief beyond description horrible, and more, much more (I persuaded myself), was yet behind. Yet my heart overflowed with kindness, and the love of virtue. I had begun life with benevolent intentions, and thirsted for the moment when I should put them in practice, and make myself useful to my fellow-beings. Now all was blasted: instead of that serenity of conscience, which allowed me to look back upon the past with self satisfaction, and from thence to gather promise of new hopes, I was seized by remorse and the sense of guilt, which hurried me away to a hell of intense tortures, such as no language can describe.

This state of mind preyed upon my health, which had perhaps never entirely recovered from the first shock it had sustained. I shunned the face of man; all sound of joy or complacency was torture to me; solitude was my only consolation--deep, dark, deathlike solitude.

....At these moments I wept bitterly, and wished that peace would revisit my mind only that I might afford them consolation and happiness. But that could not be. Remorse extinguished every hope."

-Frankenstein

by Mary Shelley

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  • Interests: music, writing, photography, concerts
  • Favourite movie: many
  • Favourite band or musician: everchanging
  • Favourite genre of music: ranges from punk, indie, alternative rock, rock, electronica, metal, industrial, etc.; no country
  • Favourite artist: Rachel D.;M.C. Escher
  • Favourite poet or writer: edgar allan poe and william butler yeats; Rachel D. and Sam G.
  • Favourite photographer: lots like lisa johnson; Rachel D., Bre T.
  • Personal Quote: You live once, You die once. Live life with no regrets.
  • Tools of the Trade: music, pen and paper; digital camera

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:icongallymont:
~gallymont Sep 5, 2009, 2:42:03 AM
Thankyou for all your kind favourites. I'm going to try to send you a quick email tonight Annie :heart:

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Men die for their religions - love is my religion - i could die for that
Guthrie

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:iconrockstargirl37:
~rockstargirl37 Sep 7, 2009, 7:34:03 AM
you're welcome :) ♥

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Cried all night 'til there was nothin' more
What use am I as a heap on the floor?..
old habits die hard..
Piece of the puzzle, you're my missing part
Oh what can you do with a sentimental heart?
-"Sentimental Heart" by She&Him
:icongallymont:
~gallymont Sep 10, 2009, 2:22:42 AM
:heart:!

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Men die for their religions - love is my religion - i could die for that
Guthrie

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:iconrockstargirl37:
~rockstargirl37 Sep 11, 2009, 3:03:18 AM
:]

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Cried all night 'til there was nothin' more
What use am I as a heap on the floor?..
old habits die hard..
Piece of the puzzle, you're my missing part
Oh what can you do with a sentimental heart?
-"Sentimental Heart" by She&Him
:icongallymont:
~gallymont Sep 12, 2009, 3:38:56 AM
=P :rose:s

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Men die for their religions - love is my religion - i could die for that
Guthrie

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:iconyumie-darkness123:
~yumie-darkness123 Aug 28, 2009, 11:08:01 PM
HEY!this is important so i figured id drop you a comment. im moving accounts and this one will go inactive at the beginning of the new month. now i know your wondering, 'why tell me this?'. well im telling you this because you have been a devoted watcher and friend. add me again here: [link]

love-
eve

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*in the doctors office. a lady is walking out of the room...*
mom: she was talking to herself...
me: i do that some times
mom: i talk to myslf too.... no wait....i dont just talk to my self i answer myself.... i figure its rude not too.
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~rockstargirl37 Aug 29, 2009, 10:00:28 AM
ADD! :)

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Cried all night 'til there was nothin' more
What use am I as a heap on the floor?..
old habits die hard..
Piece of the puzzle, you're my missing part
Oh what can you do with a sentimental heart?
-"Sentimental Heart" by She&Him
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=jjuuhhaa Aug 16, 2009, 7:42:30 AM
Hello :wave:
Thank you very much for the :+devwatch:

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Juha M. Kinnunen Photography
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~rockstargirl37 Aug 18, 2009, 1:26:38 PM
no prob :)

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Cried all night 'til there was nothin' more
What use am I as a heap on the floor?..
old habits die hard..
Piece of the puzzle, you're my missing part
Oh what can you do with a sentimental heart?
-"Sentimental Heart" by She&Him
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