Monthly Archives: July 2012

Originally posted on eulonia country:
i don’t want blood enough. maybe it’s the mixing– i wouldn’t mind smearing mixed with soil or mud into a river but is that enough? am i dirt animal enough to call myself wild, to…

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because I hate clichés

these eyes will not have stars but constellations swimming in them too many to count all at once but I will chart them carefully one by one and name them all you

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Street art anyone?

Check this out!

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silenced

with mouth nailed shut her eyes shout hear them

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Surgery

everything went black or did it just go brain switched off with a chemical snap awareness rising in bubbles fizzing against the velvet side of eyelids, opening to sharper pain & something missing ***prompt from Words From Windows

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if I glow this spark and breathe becoming

if I glow this spark and breathe becoming it is this wildness that rises from the hidden side of my heart silent even to itself until it stirs awake and murmurs lit whispers in blood past time for blooming this self … Continue reading

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See what those buttercups of death can do?

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