lord of song
(and maybe there's a god above

but all i ever learned from love

was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you)




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Posted on: Thursday, October 2, 2008
Posted at: 10:18 PM

The Primrose Path

“She’s pretty, isn’t she?”
“Extremely.”

And young, quick and arrogant. But golden curls seemed tarnished beside an auburn crew-cut; and arrogance was cold against a heart as warm as its owner was fiery. There was no comparison - and he would gladly follow Polonius’ advice: ‘To thine own elf be true.’


God bless you, Ilex.

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The firsts always go away.

First steps,

first hug,

first kiss,

first love.

You have to make new ones.

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Soooo went to see seals today! Bloody fun. And exhausting.


And I am going to shut up now because I am exhausted