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desolation boys

let's crumble up the sky and smoke it through a pipe ; collect all those drops of rain and sweat and drink them up .

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ID pt. IV
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he"you're such a slut, and you know it", he hisses, balling his hands into fists and clutching the ends of his sleeves. i just shrug, then look down onto our feet standing side by side on the concrete, green with pink laces next to checkered grey, and i should probably say something now, but it's not like that would fix anything.
"yeah, like you're one to talk", i mumble, and as soon as the words leave my mouth i just want to eat them or smash them with a hammer and then pretend they were never spoken in the first place, because holy shit, that came out way more hateful than i had intended it to. for a few seconds there's silence, he
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the essence of a crayola colorI was three when I was told my hair was a Goldenrod shade of blonde, with a set of Cornflower blue jewels to match. My mother gave that stranger a slight twitch of the lip, picked up her cigarette, and yanked me away, leaving him behind.
At four, I struggled to create the best sandcastles on the beach, toppling towers of fine, Burnt Sienna grain, with an imagination higher than the Cerulean waves that ultimately destroyed my sandy moats and boats. My mother left me behind that day. I had crouched near the water’s edge and searched for shells and happiness until the moon was a Laser Lemon and the stars an even brighter the essence of a crayola color
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mathias bjorn gerlach

_{poet and amateur photographer

15 years old/young/whichever

dwells in frankfurt, germany

loves jonny craig and the used}
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_{'space | last.fm | writer's blog | personal blog}

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*FrayedHeartString Oct 24, 2009, 3:00:02 PM

Thank you very much for the favorite on "Jill and Jack"! I really appreciate it. c:

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*bowie-loon123 Oct 21, 2009, 9:25:25 AM

Thank you so much for the fave on "taught to love"

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