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YOU ARE INVITED:
f o r a n y o n e t o d o a n y t h i n g .
YOU ARE INVITED, for all time.
modern obsession is blending. brainwashed and crawling out of electric
salons, leaving skin smoldering and orange. poor chameleons, living.. hardly.
well i’m p e r f e c t l y content translucent.
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MY LIFE'S AN OPEN MAGAZINE;
and you're all helplessly, shamelessly subscribed. watch me like a tv set. whisper under your breath. i draw lines to cross, and wear clothes to take off. fiction in my bed, fantasies in my head. i live an eternal fairytale, everything is coated in love, love, love. tight skin wrapped around sharp bones. topped with lipgloss and hairspray. i'm flashy, i'm deep. my heart is the centerfold. six page spread, beautiful and dead. snow white skin, i'll make it 'in.'
H A N G F R O M M Y W O R D S:
i’m in love with capturing details, words, beauty, ideas, moments. my life is a mess of all of them, an absolute mess. i keep them locked in this journal. i simply would rather live my life than sit at a desk and learn about it. i may not know every detail of the respiratory system but i still know how to breathe. and even breathing takes a close second to the circulatory system, my heart can pump blood, as well as compose love. i see my future through a lense.
IWANTTOMEETARTISTS:
passion is essential. too many people are simply living, not enough are alive. forget about the plastics.. the superficial. i want classy, i want trashy. give me anything that breathes with conviction. people who turn love into paintings. people who turn tears into sonnets. people who are afraid of life, but never afraid to live. thinkers, lovers, leaders; i want these artists.
i'm alive; i'm aware; i'm scared.
i am a vegetarian simply because gnawing flesh is completely unattractive. not because it’s trendy, because it’s humane. truthfully, i push my opinions on people, sorry. life isn't about plans, just soul.. and that’s all i listen too. forget the rules society has set, and live you’re own life. i’m not afraid to stand out, and i do. i’m not your average boy. i’m a sweetheart, just give me the respect i deserve. i like to make people smile. a common misconception is you must be coldhearted and glamorous to light your name up. but look at me and i’ve done everything with love. i appreciate everything i have. but i still hide, i’m insecure. i do things i’m not proud of. i suffer from arthritis, i’m weak.
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some advice? stop dreaming, never just accept yourself. create yourself, become who you want to be. don't be scared to change. the truth is i couldn't fit in if i tried. so instead of hiding, i decided to own it. i'm not made for cliques or scenes. for me mediocrity was, and is never an option. i'm no billboard, no stereotype. i'm barley even human.
This is amazing...
 FlavorSaurus · Sat Sep 13, 2008 @ 01:49am · 0 Comments |
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