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Man, I haven't been on here for so long. I forgot this website or my membership even existed. It's strange though; I spend so much time here looking at everything and now I only just remembered. Well, due to my new camera, I will reuse this now that I have a proper camera in order to fulfill my ideas. I don't know if it is honestly good to be back yet, but I don't mind.

Your face like a book written in braille my fingers all over tracing the emotion in lines of your face. I can read a language within your eyes, sorrowful and round for so many walls have shattered between the midpoint of fear and pleasure striking the air with harsh awkwardness. On the sidelines watching the movie unfold, fingernails down to the bone chomping on tips now.. Blood creeping down my wrist creating wrinkles in your face.

The crashing clouds cracking upon the sky as all we did was try and try and try. I saw it cracking slowly years ago, but I ignored the future in hopes that it would only come tomorrow. Slowly, I climb the corporate vine in hopes of finding a place; a place to call a home. I'm longing for a niche that can never seem to exist. A shell, I've built around the world for death is a creation, destruction of good people. A deathly filter a mind fuck on the air-headed and the shoulders upon a hardhead. We all carry baggage beneath the stars for everything is in need of recombining. Loose threads tying slowly upon loose grass; the gra