| What's it going to be then, eh? |


107 Quail Arbor Street His driveway, impossibly long, blistered her bare feet as she sprinted up its winding length. The afternoon rain had collected in puddles all around, and the heat of early August had warmed them close to boiling. Try as she might to step on the sparse archipelago of pavement, she wished she had thought to slip on some shoes before having dashed out the door. She could see him now at the top of the driveway, loading an assortment of retro paisley luggage into his mothers olive minivan. Jessica thought it almost insensitive that as soon as Johns bus left for Parris Is107 Quail Arbor Street


bianca, or a matter of timeand it bites, it stings like a cobra's saliva bites deep into your flailing arm as you fleebianca, or a matter of time
from the shadowed scene of high school memories it grabs ahold and spreads its venom deep into your veins,
until all that's left is a decaying frame of anguish and loneliness because she's leaving you, and you know it,
and you don't want it to happen but she says
there's no other way and all your screams in desperation do nothing
to change her mind, she won't even look at you she says 'this is the way it's got to be, i'm getting out of here'
and you say 'no don't leave me, please' and sh
| What's it going to be then, eh? |
| Inspiraciones |
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Every action has a reaction
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~the world is my backyard~
so here's take two.
hey there (:
whats up?
anyways (:
nothin much is up i guess, how bout you?
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I'd like to be in all the kind,
Who could sing, but don't because you're shy,
That way I'd live inside your throat,
And hang from every word you spoke.
well it's currently 11:37 at night and i'm printing off a photomontage for art tomorrow, even though i only have one done instead of two..
but i can't stay awake any longer, i'm quiting on all my homework lol
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dust off your converse, it's time to save the world
es good (:
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"burn the image on your retina so you can keep it forever"
-My Mom
"the spaces between my fingers are right where your fit perfectly"
-Owl City
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Q.Why are Nikon's the best cameras in the world?
A. Because they are!
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Tread softly for you tread on my dreams... (W.B. Yeats)
Congratulations!

You've reached the Mentionable Place at the Stockness Contest!
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Congratulations, you really deserved it. ;D
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Mario Sirica | Photographer & Dreamer
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