February 2011
January 2011
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Holy Sonnet X
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which yet thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must low And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones and soul’s delivery. Thou...
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“Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart...”
– Homer
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“The more Chaotic I am, the more complete I am.”
– Austin Osman Spare
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“What she hated above all was that most men in her presence wilted, grew small...”
– Anais Nin “Sisters”
You should really hesitate before going around...
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Danse Macabre
Down among strict roots and rocks, eclipsed beneath blind lid of land goes the grass-embroidered box.
Arranged in sheets of ice, the fond skeleton still craves to have fever from the world behind.
Hands reach back to relics of nippled moons, extinct and cold, frozen in designs of love.
At twelve, each skull is aureoled with recollection’s ticking thorns winding up the...
“it is sometimes satisfying to cut yourself and bleed. On those gray days where...”
– Running With Scissors by Augusten Burroughs
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“What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?”
– George Eliot
Had some of the most intense and fucked up dreams...
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I don't have "normal people" boundaries.