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Fuck it! -
"I don't need anybody."
The wind tore apart his house from the outside in, slowly, roaring as it brought more and more cold to the air through all the drafty s -
Grae's Tip of the Day (which is often not even a tip)
Wedsnesday, April 5, 2006 -
Grae's Tip of the Day (which is often not even a tip)
Friday, March 10, 2006 -
Grae's Tip of the Day (which is often not even a tip)
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Grae's Tip of the Day! (which is often not even a tip)
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. by SpringheelMaggots. Bile. Screaming. Death. Fingernails scraping across metal. Dust. Blood. Rot. Insects scampering through a litter of bones.
- It's over, now. My poet's heart has stopped beating. The flights of fancy and love for life that once propelled me across the serene melancholy of my alien life
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Everybody tells me everything that doesn't matter. The things I really want to know are always kept from me until I figure them out for myself.
Makes them hurt - They are words, and it's all I can do to keep telling myself that, trying to convince me that I didn't give a little of myself each time I said them. If that we
- another spastic journal entry.
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[30 May 2005|03:09pm]
"I want it now. - Try to remember, for a moment, that the sight of a human corpse horrifies you, especially when it is mutiliated as this one is. Try to remember what she looked
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It began with a magazine.
No, that won't do for a beginning. It didn't really begin with a magazine at all. Not even a little bit. It actually began with what -
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