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Name: lottie
Location: London, United Kingdom
Gender: Female
Interests: {{music-Greenday, Marilyn Manson, Placebo, A Perfect Circle, Finch, T-Rex, Radiohead, Alanis Morissette, AFI, Sex Pistols, Nirvana, Fall out boy, Placebo, Saves the Day, Slipknot, 18 visions, 36 crazyfists, Blink182, Snow Patrol, dashboard confessional, sugarcult, dresden dolls and many more}} [[loving]] {{hating}} [[walking to nowhere]] {{holding hands}} [[rain]] {{walking in the dark}} [[dyed hair]] {{orange}} [[bracelets]] {{chipped black nail varnish}} [[Doc martins]] {{my guitar}} [[the zodiac club]] {{foo fighter's hoodie}}
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3/1/2005
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| The break up.
(by me)
i remember the desolate screaming
of that night
and an empty feeling in my heart,
a hole right through me.
a brown envelope on the table
with your scrawl upon it.
a final word of comfort.
but i knew nothing of comfort,
just pain.
long silences filled the void where
you were.
and oh how i screamed at you afterwards.
take me with you,
how could you leave?
and it seemed the wounds could never heal.
you scratched your love right into me,
right through me.
the night is too big to be alone,
but you aren't here.
memories bounce off the walls and
shatter my dreamless sleep.
i wear your heart around my neck,
and carry your love in my pockets.
just so i wont forget.
x~ L ~x
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| 'And they were both right' by Kapka Kassabova
There is so much violence yet to be done.
He falls into her body
blind because desire makes him blind
deaf and limbless for the same reason.
But what is love?
And is this a question or a statement?
He will be
undone by it, she shudders in jubilation,
and pulls him to her night - like a dress
to be undone.
Love will be made and unmade, naturally,
unnaturally. It will be invoked
like a reason, like a form of life.
It will be forgotten.
What if love is no more than
a tangle of muscles
aching to be untied
by knowing fingers?
What if love is made and nothing else?
asked Narcissus, leaning over the green iris of water.
Nothing else,
cried Echo from the green cochlea of the woods.
And they were both right.
And they were both lonely.
i'm
doing ok. seeing someone new...he's just gorgeous. known him a long
time and fancied him for as long! so its all good. Have had a few slip
ups recently...you know the kind i mean. But i've found my strength
again for now. And God is always there with me. And i'm working on that
now. With the help of a few special people :)
Lindsay, i'm praying for you always. You are always in my heart :) Love you xxx
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| I want so much to be in love with him.
But i cant fool myself. He's not **the one**... not anymore.
The game is up.
I've started s.l.i.p.p.i.n.g backwards. Noone knows. I wont let him [[touch]] me now. It hurts too much when he brushes over the cracks.
I can see the space between us growing with everything i cant say to him. He tries to reach me. I wont let him.
I tell myself that noone cares, i'm out of control. But in reality i dont care enough to control myself.
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We drive through town at midnight,
a distant clock ticking our time away.
So casual.
Does noone realise we dont want this to end?
Streetlights play with shadows
and you glow in the nighttime. Take my breath away.
We sit so close with a world of doubt between us.
You look at me but I cant see through your eyes;
you're hidden.
For a few hours we play our desires out,
unravelling mysteries together in the false daylight.
And as the sun rises through the city
we go back to sleep.
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| ARGHH!!!!!!!! I'm going to Sri Lanka in the summer of 2007 to help Tsunami orphans! WAHOO! ahhh....i've wanted this for so long, i can't believe i finally have this opertunity! i'm going with a group from school and we'll help rebuild a school and maybe teach the kids a little. Wow wow wow!
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