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To L---Her hair was brown. Not, not brown, it was the myriad colors of 10,000 horses thundering across the desert, screaming into the free air. The horses she loved so much: Misty, Seabiscuit, The Black Stallion. The horses that pranced across her shirts, peeking out from beneath whispery eyelashes, horses that neighed up and down the grassy pastures of her walls, permeating her mind, sprinkling her thoughts with a distinctively equine flavor.To L---
"When I grow up I'm going to get a horse," to "The lady is bringing a horse over next week." "You have to come over to see Dolce!" then "We're saying goodbye to Dolce." "I'm working at the stables
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- Current Residence: St. Louis
- Interests: Music, writing.
- Favourite movie: Constantine
- Favourite artist: My cousin Albert, or Katy Dear.
- Favourite poet or writer: Anne Rice
- MP3 player of choice: Radio, old iPod nano
- Skin of choice: My own, considering I have not had any experiences with other skins...
- Tools of the Trade: Loose leaf notebook paper
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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Standing alone in the night,
no stars and no moon to guide me.
I’m living in a world without magic,
a world without hope.
Mother Earth is crying over her children
but nobody listens.
It’s the hour of the wolf
And there is no return.
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BT.
"The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth," and so it goes away."
— Robert M. Pirsig
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle maintanance
I love to read/look at the DDs, and yours stuck with me. Great use of imagery, you can really make the words sing for you.
Thank you so much! (:
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Oni no me nimo namida.
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I Make My Own Icons =3
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I have completed the 100 Themes [link]
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