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MesmerizedI hope everyone's had a great 2008!
Yes, this means I'm still alive.
Hi farah-san =] I miss you too!
p.s. Yes, I realize my title is odd.
~DaniTHEhappy1
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Drabble 19: Shades of HistoryA faded yellow shade gingerly grows on a picture of history. It sprouts and looks out to the light, slightly hopeful and cautious crawls out on the meaningful pages of what you want to throw away. The images of paper fade and the wrinkles dance across the pages over what may be years, months, days, seconds, or minutes, depending on the meaning of the frame of history.Drabble 19: Shades of History
Many of us look upon the object we hold dear, and say, we will never forget them, they will always have a strong impact as it did the day you first imagined or spoke or saw. We all agree that it will still have the warm wave of relief wash over us and the smiles tu
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Drabble Eighteen: RealizationI love to imagine. I always have. I don’t even want to think about what would happen if I didn’t have an imagination. I get new feelings, new thoughts, new emotions. I can imagine a bird with wings of gold, flying through the clouds the moisture clinging to the feathers, and then being pushed off by the force of air and dropping out of the sky, only to be caught again by a passing cloud, its savior.Drabble Eighteen: Realization
It’s hard to see such images without an imagination. So I try and mature become more unimaginative because adults weren’t made to have one. They were made to be rational. I try to learn, that simple fact is, I’m growing up
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Drabble Seventeen: The GrayIt’s hard to lead a life you choose. Its even harder to lead a life you don’t. You get confused, you get dizzy, you get hurt…Drabble Seventeen: The Gray
Its even harder to see things you want. They stare at you, up high on the pedestal grinning. And you stare up in the shadows, and try and see what that object is, its shrouded in light, its blinding, its innocent, its pure, its perfect. It makes you want to reach up and grasp it gently, pull it to your heart, and watch its light glow illuminating your marred hands. It’s all very small, it’s very delicate, and it’s something you don’t want to crack or splinter. If either, it falls apart. If it falls apart i
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Drabble Sixteen: Piano PlayingIt was almost like I wanted this all to happen. But I really can’t find a reason for why I would… its kind of silly isn’t it? In all reality, life is major emotion. One really lives a life out of what they think is right or what they want them to think is right. We strive for things to be perfect; we all strive for things to be exactly how we want them to be. Or rather… we do things the way people expect us to do things. Maybe it’s just that simple, it just exists. If it exists it cannot be changed. But the future of the existing can be altered. It changed me molded into something better, something more…streamline.Drabble Sixteen: Piano Playing
It’s all so po
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- Favourite movie: V for Vendetta
- Favourite genre of music: Punk Rock, J-Pop, Techno, Trance, Classical
- Favourite poet or writer: Dan Brown
- Favourite game: Gears of War or Sonic Adventure Battle 2
- Favourite gaming platform: Playstation 3, Nintendo Game Cube, Nintendo 64
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Fear is the key to opening doors, you couldn't open before. Love is the will for walking through them.
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