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DearDear Amber,Dear
I left my biggest ball of blue yarn in the four poster bed, underneath the oval pillow. By now it is tumbling through your cat's white paws and smells of kitty whispers telling where he takes his naps. I wanted to know Jasper's little secrets anyway. I know it lies unguarded in the muted red sofa by the window and realizes it belongs. I'm writing to tell you that I will pick it up soon, I need to make something new of it. Perhaps, a scarf in the absence of winter kisses or a hat when there is no cleft chin resting on your hair. I will knit booties for Jasper though, you are never without your warmth. I think wh
by ~Passion93
Good at HeartTo be quite Frank, AnneGood at Heart
could do better, Charlie often tells her. She resists
the pulls at the corners of her mouth and cocks her head. Hair falls sideways without a headband.
''Incidentally, this is what I've found to devote myself to,'' She answers always bravely shaking her hair, straightened
not curled. She holds
bouquets of grass
For Charlie to smell. He falls back in a laugh so hearty the ground landslides to hold
him up. ''Hello Friend,'' buries his nostrils close to t
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- Current Residence: nyc.
- Interests: surviving.
- Favourite movie: shtuff. i'm one of those girls who likes to see shit blow up. and also, battle scenes. yum.
- Favourite band or musician: The Used
- Favourite genre of music: this really cool boy sends me amazing indie music. and he has an awesome name. *luffs to death*
- Favourite artist: no tengo uno.
- Favourite poet or writer: him. no doubt. http://scarlettletters.deviantart.com/
- Favourite photographer: my Bff. she's brillopads.
- Favourite style of art: life. it's pretty dang artistic.
- MP3 player of choice: itouchh
- Skin of choice: shine
- Favourite game: Sims 2 and 3 <-- still pathetic
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: FLAPJACKKKK <3
- Personal Quote: Omfg, buses go to China?! (in a moment of tiredness after a 7 hour flight. i despise flying.)
- Tools of the Trade: pen/pencil, paper/skin/whatever's available.
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I didn't offend you at all, did I? :/
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Betcha can't stick it, Master Chief...
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she'll spin that spirit her own fingers with
and give him nothing (if he should not sing)
how much more than enough for both of us
darling. And if i sing you are my voice.
-ee cummings, brillopads poet.
--
Betcha can't stick it, Master Chief...
--
she'll spin that spirit her own fingers with
and give him nothing (if he should not sing)
how much more than enough for both of us
darling. And if i sing you are my voice.
-ee cummings, brillopads poet.
--
Betcha can't stick it, Master Chief...
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