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- Interests: it was love, now not so much.
- Favourite movie: spirited away. howl's moving castle. curse of the golden flower*
- Favourite band or musician: check yes juliet - we the kings <3
- Favourite artist: edmund dulac. gustav klimt.
- Favourite poet or writer: salman rushdie, arundhati roy, jhumpa lahiri, gabriel garcia marquez, pablo neruda and slyvia plath.
- MP3 player of choice: i-pod nano! =)
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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I suppose this is me slowly dying,
smearing myself against you, against the words I write,
leaving little bits like bright red Christmas presents,
moist and smelling like old iron artillery.
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When life gives you lemons, write about it.
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143 Miles
"What if all the world you think you know is an elaborate dream? And if you look at your reflection, is it all you want to be? What if you could look right through the cracks, would you find yourself afraid to see?" NIN
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I suppose this is me slowly dying,
smearing myself against you, against the words I write,
leaving little bits like bright red Christmas presents,
moist and smelling like old iron artillery.
i will dance on your skull until you answer me.
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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