*edit: They'd been diverted into scraps! And this made them not show up on my profile! Grr. Anyway, fixed now.*
Turtle

Self-imposedThis withdrawal -Self-imposed
- My abstinence -
Is bitter absinthe.
My hands shake and clasp My flames are focused My legs twist, crossing Every movement Sets off sensation Hard heat and hunger.
I endure exile.
Paradoxically I run and wander miles To waste energy Trying to ignore
But by wasting, build -
Sensations, oh, more...
The scents I perceive In shadowy woods,
Wet waving grasses... Stairways and corners Even crested hills. Where I had conquests.
Shiver, and be st
| I like too-big hoodies and spicy food. Talking about myself makes me feel in turns uncomfortable, boastful, silly, and happy. I reckon people don't hug each other enough. Feel free to say hi. |
Also, I just noticed your Friends box to the left has a red motif. Cool/scary!
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Whatever it is, do it. Do it, before you're dead.
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Sed quis custodet ipsos custodes?
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Whatever it is, do it. Do it, before you're dead.
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Sed quis custodet ipsos custodes?
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Whatever it is, do it. Do it, before you're dead.
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..escape with me from cold reality, into a dream..
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Usque adeo ne
Scire tuum nihil est, nisi te scire hoc sciat alter?
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Sed quis custodet ipsos custodes?
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