It used to be full of stars, but now I'm full of scars.
Somewhere near You grabbed my hand, and we fell into it. Like a daydream. Or a fever. I got lost in:
September 6, 2010 The New Mummies Her legs shifting underneath the desk You've been slowly taking me over for nearly a year, do you know that? Dem Bones on the black current of a tarmac road Perfect Blue Buildings A nodermeet on a shoestring and shoe leather. London, April 2008. All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief the flags are all dead at the tops of their poles precision vs. accuracy There is not much new to say about snow, or about broken loveFebruary 18, 2011 Kurt Cobain's Suicide Note Dressed, out the door, dreaming February 19, 2011 we wake up every morning and train to jump into the sun Noders' poetry Disheveled Der Erlkönig Antipyresis Moonage Daydream Apocrypha Among the lost: Schrödinger's Assassin Elle sourit en apprenant que la fin du monde approchait. cryomaniac Belinda, Tuesday morning Revolving doors that only open when someone exits Li Qingzhao's lingering fragrance Don't Go Away tides blunted affect April 1, 2008 Why there is no moloch13 Telling you I will stitch your heart together with filthy twine and sex She is that most perfect art you want to use blood; i say we use devotion He dreamt the sky bled greyblue and poetry Squeeze Box Full Moon Fever Usergroup Stilly How to say "I can eat glass, it does not hurt me" Motivate me to move and I'll give you a reason to stay in bed Heartsilk Welcome to the Land of Entrapment Daydream III Sides To Every Story entropy and apathy The "naked at school" dream Kit My Pretty Pony Möbius rose Gourmand July 29, 2007 moonraking It is a strange thing to wake up every day and do things you care nothing about How we were, before you were I have failed Battlezone Simplistic Pony Lost In Space Insistent We are trapped in the belly of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death around three a.m., things broke She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light Kiss me, you are beautiful. These are truly the last days. Godspeed You Black Emperor! have given my heart away just as carelessly and as meticulously planned as ever New Europe Where are the girls Yanqui U.X.O.