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ImitationAnd, suddenly, as ever so, she had become the one thing she had feared most.Imitation
A grown up.
Her fingers had long since grown bony, and thin, and her eyes had lost the slightly delusional, but evermore blissful gloss of youth. Her hair had coiled at the nape of her neck, untamable and tangled, until one day, at sixteen, she chopped it all off and it lay at her feet. Her feet had grown too, until they could no longer fit into her long-beloved bright yellow wellies, and once they had surpassed the toecap, she tossed them into the trash alongside the last reminders of her a


todayi saw myself in balloons today.today
seven different colors jerking fervently against our tether
pushed into shades and bursts.
but really where was i going?
child clown

aventine hillFlapping, haywire! lo, sanguine to float atop the Aventine Hills!aventine hill
convexly in the oval cockpit, arching freely, to rally a crowd of skeptic gulls!
Comes crashing through an obelisk, shattering prism-like prisons of converging dimensions.
and falling through the inescapable hum of a circus drum, drowning out the integrity of invention.
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"It was the mothman, wasn't it?"
..."It's always the Mothman."
It's my pleasure~
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"It was the mothman, wasn't it?"
..."It's always the Mothman."
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Love is the oxegyn we need to live also if love did not exist. Then what else would I talk of night and day? ♥
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Couquette,Girly,Romantic and musical since 1993 ♥♡♪♫☆
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SBFGR= Straight Babe For Gay Rights
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"It was the mothman, wasn't it?"
..."It's always the Mothman."
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If you are conscious of the fact that you are having a dream, and you can actually say that this is just a dream, then can you really be sure its even a dream at all?
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"It was the mothman, wasn't it?"
..."It's always the Mothman."
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If you are conscious of the fact that you are having a dream, and you can actually say that this is just a dream, then can you really be sure its even a dream at all?
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