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00EMILYHANES
Can’t we stop? When we stop
my hands will shake, my eyes will burn,
my throat will ache, watching you turn.
my hands will shake, my eyes will burn,
my throat will ache, watching you turn.
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'I'm looking for a beautiful mind.'
'What defines a beautiful mind?'
'I'm yet to find someone that defines it.''
'What defines a beautiful mind?'
'I'm yet to find someone that defines it.''
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'Music is said to be the speech of angels;
in fact, nothing among the utterances allowed
to man is felt to be so divine. It brings us near to the infinite.'
-Thomas Carlyl
in fact, nothing among the utterances allowed
to man is felt to be so divine. It brings us near to the infinite.'
-Thomas Carlyl
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'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
I'm burning the thoughts of the things that I once said.
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Quote:
Artist:
A fucker that makes shit and labels it art. Usually French and on drugs, although many are claimed to be German.
What the fuck is that shit?
That "shit" is art bitch.
00FIGHTCLUB
It's a bridesmaid's dress. Someone loved it intensely for one day, then tossed
it. Like a Christmas tree -- so special, then, bam -- it's abandoned on the side
of the road, tinsel still clinging to it. Like sex crime victims, underwear inside-
out, bound with electrical tape.
it. Like a Christmas tree -- so special, then, bam -- it's abandoned on the side
of the road, tinsel still clinging to it. Like sex crime victims, underwear inside-
out, bound with electrical tape.
00THEGOODLIFE
And I know she loved me then, I swear to God she did. It's way she’d bite my
lower lip and push her hips against my hips and dig her nails so deep into my skin.
lower lip and push her hips against my hips and dig her nails so deep into my skin.
00AURTHUR
I met you walking in the New York night
I said, "Why are you walking so slow?"
You said, "I'm looking for a book I can write
And after that I aint got nowhere to go."
Wasted, I need to find a place to cry.
-Aurthur?
I said, "Why are you walking so slow?"
You said, "I'm looking for a book I can write
And after that I aint got nowhere to go."
Wasted, I need to find a place to cry.
-Aurthur?
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