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About Me Member Emotional Poet facelesss23/Male/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 2 Years
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No more fighting

Tue Oct 23, 2007, 4:44 PM
Suffocating in my own self-pity, not willing to move from my self-locked prison. I’m not fighting my inner demons anymore, we're on the same side now. We have an understanding and we're fighting everyone else. With an agreement like that why would I fight it? Why would i mess with this illusion of peace when i can just accept it and give up? Lying to myself is so much easier. Fighting is only something done by those with a reason for living the dream. My dreams are my living nightmares and i live them well.

  • Mood: Hopeless
  • Listening to: Cradle of Filth

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  • Current Residence: Tulsa, OK
  • Interests: Living...for now
  • Favourite movie: The Crow
  • Favourite genre of music: Rock, metal, Ska, Alt, Classical, Opera
  • Favourite artist: Van Gough
  • Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, Freemen
  • MP3 player of choice: Ipod
  • Tools of the Trade: My Brain

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Partner, from looking at you poetry, I'd say someone needs a hug :hug:. Tell anyone I did that, and you'll suffer.

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Tex: There's no I in team, Tucker.
Tucker: Yeah, well there's no U in team either. So if I'm not on the team and you're not on the team,... THERE'S NOBODY ON THE DAMN TEAM! The team sucks.
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I stayed up all night playing poker with tarot cards. I got a full house and four people died.
:iconuno-brasso-bandito:
Who died? And just who are you...I don't remember you from Job corps...

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It belongs in the trash anyways, so I'll finally throw it out...

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