May 2011
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koalas
beyondzehorizon: see, thats why i gotta domesticate a koala man
beyondzehorizon: i'd somehow make tons of money from it
beyondzehorizon: i'd make a keyboard koala video
crunch112: but remember it always has the dark side
crunch112: that wild unrestrained beast lurking under that lusciously soft fur
Joey: So Luna, when the breakdown for On The Wings of Integrity comes on, I want you to feel the song, and get up and mosh.
Luna: You want me to march?
Joey: Yes. March all around your room. Feel the song.
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if you seek truth and beauty, all the rest will be...
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either your intentions are not your words or your words are not your intention if i had to pin down its cause, i’d call it divine intervention. you strip down the meaning, meaning you mean every mean word proposing not a ring, but a prospect unheard. but i am divisible, i am neon electric i am ADH-bi-polar schizophrenic eclectic. i was aching for my muse, for a change in rhyme scheme scene for the...
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Anonymous asked: you should be a model.
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Anonymous asked: what are you doing this summer?
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Anonymous asked: How was prom this year Carissa?
Anonymous asked: What college are you going to Carissa?
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trust your struggle
teeforthenguyen asked: I really like your hair! How do you style it? I'm planning on cutting my hair in a similar style but I'm afraid to do so because my hair's really thin.
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this is a poem i wrote on @johntolentino's arm...
This is ink This is skin This is a scrawling Of a psyche This is flesh that Burns within This city is burning This horizon line Gives in To a sad sorry Sky Crying scarlet Skin This is a Flurry of light This is Manifestation This is your Twisted mind Searching for Redemption This is ink This is skin You’ve been searching For your fate When along It was within
don't you see, it's better to die on your feet...
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i just have no more fucks to give you school, i...
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can't you see?
if not for all your insecurities, you’d have held the heart of the world in your palms, instead of letting it slip into the niche of your sleeve.
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parallax →
stellabymoor:
procrastinator, sitting at her desk staring at a blinking parallel line while the city lights flicker like eyelashes, black, wet with little stars, and iridescent signs.
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"i like raising them more than eating them."
-luna
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