November 2010
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Nov 29th
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Nov 29th
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Nov 29th
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ListenIt’s empty in the valley of your heart The...
Nov 29th
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Nov 28th
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ListenStaring at emotion In the light of day I was...
Nov 28th
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Nov 28th
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Nov 28th
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I  have 5 scratches with faintly dripping blood on my ass.  if you didn’t see how it happened, you’re a blitz. 
Nov 27th
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ListenAm I going to be lonely for the rest of my life?...
Nov 26th
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Of secret places
I was thinking that there would be a beach somewhere. A place where you could write your name on the sand and the wave would wash it away, but you didn’t care. What did it matter when the name is etched on someone’s palm. A palm they put to their chest when they’re afraid, when they’re lonely and when they’re happy. A secret beach that didn’t mind the rain and...
Nov 26th
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“It’s easy to have a secret, sometimes it’s even fun, until reality starts to...”
– Anaïs Escobar, a bright wall in a dark room: Infidelity Week: Little Children (2006)   (via quotewhore)
Nov 26th
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Nov 26th
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Nov 26th
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ListenBut it was not your fault but mine. and it was...
Nov 26th
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Nov 25th
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Nov 25th
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ListenThere’s no need for despair I’m...
Nov 24th
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Nov 24th
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Nov 23rd
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Nov 22nd
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Nov 21st
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WatchWatch
it’s the freedom language
Nov 20th
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On past lives and coldness
You stand there in smoke-wreathed blue saying simply that there is no one no one to thaw the ice around your heart You stand there in fiery gray wondering if you ever had the chance and if you did, would you ever take that chance You stand there in blinding white saying simply that a heart of ice would be easier to break than to melt. 
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Nov 19th
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Nov 19th
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Nov 19th
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Nov 19th
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ListenThinking Loudly - El Ten Eleven from the...
Nov 18th
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Nov 18th
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Nov 10th
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Listendeliryo: -fernando: rockthemedia: Vampire...
Nov 10th
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It's my birthday
I would really like gummy worms. and for you to greet me. but I would prefer a belt with a Batman buckle. 
Nov 9th
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Goodbye Cornfield.
thirdfernandez: Thank you for all the memories. :(( Even if we had to pass through a “higad-infested” tree to get to you; you were worth it.
Nov 8th
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Childhood
I had forgotten what you tasted like I remember the feel I remember the mist But I couldn’t be sure if your fleshy pout was sweet from the white mints that you always seemed to have in your pocket I could not recall if your red lips were salty from the dry wind that left them chapped Maybe your mouth pressed against mine tasted bitter cause of the words you used to say of her So, I took the...
Nov 7th
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ListenLost for you I’m so lost for you  You come...
Nov 7th
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Nov 7th
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Listen I knew you were gonna make me lonely ...
Nov 7th
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Tonight I Can Write by Pablo Neruda
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me, sometimes I...
Nov 7th