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new member [May. 20th, 2007|06:25 pm]
misused beauty

[music |time to dance- panic!at the disco]

hmm... well, i am.. was... a new member, i just forgot to post. i'm not sure what i'm going to contribute yet, maybe just comments, maybe something more, i really don't know yet. sorry for not posting earlier. i truly just forgot. well, that's all for now, maybe i'll come up with something more interesting for next time.

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check it out. [May. 4th, 2007|11:09 pm]
misused beauty

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New. [Oct. 26th, 2006|01:19 pm]
misused beauty

[mood |artistic]
[music |Audioslave - Show Me How To Live]

Hello there, I am a new member to this community. Thanks for allowing me to join :)

I'm not sure what exactly I can contribute to this community besides poetry. So, let's just see. Hehe.
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Down the Rabbit Hole [Oct. 10th, 2006|05:17 pm]
misused beauty

Did she trip, or did she take his hand
And jump?
Either way, she drops below ground level
Skirt billowing
A parachute to break her fall
And at the the bottom
She finds nothing adding up quite right at all
Between a grin without a cat
And a bottle labelled simply "Drink me"
Is the only understanding she can see.
She brushes off her skirt
And peers around the checkered hall
And she's pretty sure
She's not alone down here.
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Philadelphia [Oct. 1st, 2006|09:27 pm]
misused beauty

At first it was really hard to keep back tears. Before I got in the car, I didn't bother trying, but all the way down the highway, I had to look out the window and blink and blink and think about how I had no tissues, so it would be really bad if I let myself get started... and then, the car passed across the bridge, and I was swallowed up by this warm, pulsing creature with a million little blinking eyes. My spirit soothed by the heat of its belly, I was able to relax at last.
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When there's no way out, the only way out is to give in [Apr. 30th, 2006|07:32 pm]
misused beauty

And who shall I blame for this sweet and heavy trouble?

At this point she isn't sure how to feel. She rationalizes the last few days, but it's not like she's rationalizing it to him, and nothing else matters. She doesn't even know why she feels like she needs to explain herself, but the sun is setting, and somehow she does.

She clicks a button and the music shuffles itself again, because she can't stand it when the order stays still. Everything has to change.

It's not that she feels like a whore, it's been over a year, and it isn't the first time. It's not like he won't respect her in the morning.

But... will she? (And why not?)

Maybe. All she wanted was to feel something else. All she wanted was to escape. She's turned escapism into an art by now, and this time she spent the night in the pursuit of her craft. All she wanted was to feel something else, and he gave that to her. Yes, she is grateful...


She shuffles the music again as the sun drips down behind the trees.
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Q & A [Feb. 7th, 2006|10:03 pm]
misused beauty

[mood |energetic]
[music |Social Code: Missing You]

ok. i kno i havent posted in this community in awhile but. i have an answer to a question i am often asked, why do you smoke.
that is the question i am asked when ever people find out i smoke, well i finaly found an answer.
here goes:

why do you smoke? Whats the point?
smokeing is the only socially acceptable form of suicide. it kills you from the inside. the governments bann drugs like pot, cke and ice. but cigars and ciggs are ok.
sometimes i smoke as a way to say that i am alive. i am consciously breathing... in and out... in and out... its a slow death to the ever continuous pain, kinda a long death by life.
does that make sense?
i mean, you need air to live, you must breathe. you need air to smoke, you have to have the air to push the smoke into your lungs, and then back out again....like life-affirming suicide? does that make any sense?

well thats it for now i guess. please comment, i want to know if this makes sense to anyone else but the people in my head...yea...
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(no subject) [Jan. 24th, 2006|07:24 pm]
misused beauty

[mood |depressed]
[music |You Can Run, But We'll Find You]

She wears dark velvet
She puts on her make up
Hoping to hide herself from herself
She's shattered already
Like glass
Almost too sharp too touch... to put back together again

She's far away from faith
She's clinging to her hope
But it's faint, she knows, and she's about to let go
She feels as though she's almost too lost to be saved
Too broken to be put back together again

She wishes that these were just lies
That's hidden beneath them a happy girl smiles with pride
Instead, darkness covers half of her heart
Feeling her soul with bitterness and pain

She can't find her dreams
She feels as though she's lost in a nightmare
Tearing her apart, until she bleeds
She tries to be unbreakable, and she is
But the spirit within herself is already broken

She doesn't want to believe
That this battle might already be lost
That her hope, is turning into dust
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(no subject) [Jan. 7th, 2006|01:11 pm]
misused beauty

[mood |and irritated]
[music |serenade (classical) - ritsuko tamaki]

I just realized that I have finally hit a low point...... I'm slowly withering away from a broken heart...

How do I know this??? It's because half my ipod is full of sappy sad rejection songs...... Yay....

Well i've got to admit.. The boy sure did a number on me. I'm to used to having guys as friends and really never thought that I would ever fall in love until I met this boy last year... We actually had something last year and then he had to go be a guy and think I didn't like him, in truth I would blush immediately when I saw him and would always unknowingly lower my IQ to that of a rock...... Anyways he went out with another girl and I was crushed, not broken....... This year I saw him again and started to hang out with him as a normal friend who a actually spoke from her brain and not any other place. Well, I got to know him better. We went to some interesting places like the art museum one time, even though he has yet to found out I was raised to be in the art world and disrespecting Pierre Renoir and impressionist age infront of me isn't the most intellectual decision he's ever made, he also went with me to watch "pride and prejudice", sat and watched the whole thing which amazed me because it was in old english and he seemed truly interested. Anyways he is leaving now and actually blatantly told me that he didn't like me with such a cold voice. It's not the fact that he stated he didn't like me that hurt, it was that he said it like I wasn't even his colleague. That is what made my heart shatter, to not even be acknowledged as even a friend is the worst thing you can do to a girl of 17 and he, he is the only guy that i ever really just wanted to kick in the ball on the spot......
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hello [Dec. 21st, 2005|10:09 pm]
misused beauty

well.. blonde_blues has so graciously told me about this live journal and i thought that giveing it a shot wouldnt hurt... to much.

just to warn thoughs... im a very oppionated person so if i offend someone im very sorry.

but basically thats all folks
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