

07. The MoonAre you forgetting the moon? If you practice like the air, it’s easier to make note of what’s in front of you, and what’s behind you stays there. Funny that something so prominent doesn’t impress. Funny that all the small things are not so thankless.07. The Moon
Mister, you don’t need eyes to see it, you don’t need hands to feel it, you don’t need wings to fly, and you don’t need a frown to cry.
Are you forgetting the moon? My God, it’s a malleable scene, it’s making it harder to slip through the cracks of huma


06. The BombI’m asleep with both eyes open, and I’m traveling where boys ought not — somewhere where the vampiric lilies die. Motioning for a little water, I phrase something with both my mouths and figure out why the air’s so dry.06. The Bomb
Mortar of sage, I’m not lasting. Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick…
I’m walking with my purple demon. He’s not always interested in my best, but I’m slowly coming to terms with that. I’ve been given a hydro bomb, and it’s everything I’ve ever asked for, so I’


05. The UrbanI think this used to be some place with a lackadaisical state of grace. Perhaps its death brought the best out of it, showed it where all the square ones fit. I shuffle my cards and look at the clock. I smile at the underhand public of shock.05. The Urban
Here, whacks are smart, not what's in your head. It's a theme I've come across again and again. An eye for an eye, a life for innocence, a drag across the floor of grimy elegance. You've been here before, so what's halting the drop? One, two, another shoe, a new panoramic shot.
I've seen city lights and Christmas bells,


04. The BlossomsMaybe it's the scent of the cherry blossoms that takes me back...04. The Blossoms
I congregate with shadows like fictitious lights, and I savor the rightness of all my insides. Happy blades and phantoms coddle my fright, in the most puzzling ways I can't describe.
Maybe it's the scent of the cherry blossoms that takes me there, back in the alleyways of my satirical tears. I'm okay until I cross the street to the crying trees and swallow in the sense that must always greet me.
The healthiest petals ignore me and float downwards, because they're free. The wilting ones might
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Pirates, Zombies, and Pandas, OH MY!
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Everything's ready for your mission, Bond. All you have to do is fill out this health and safety risk assessment. ~Frankie Boyle
[link] There are not enough Icemark Fans!
[link] Or Garth Nix
and miss you, also, like a person who loves you would do. D':
I HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL.
and not wearing hockey pants. srsly if I found out you're wearing those I WILL HAVE TO TAKE DRASTIC MEASURES
~ME
p.s., zucchini says to "RELAX".
<3
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Everybody loves Tent: XI!! SPREAD THE WORD.
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STOP IT K'NUCKLES YOU'RE SUCKING UP THE ENTIRE OCEAN YOU KNOW WHAT FISHIES DO IN THERE
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Everybody loves Tent: XI!! SPREAD THE WORD.
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STOP IT K'NUCKLES YOU'RE SUCKING UP THE ENTIRE OCEAN YOU KNOW WHAT FISHIES DO IN THERE
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~^o,o^~
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All is strange and vague.
Are we dead...?
...or is this Ohio?
-- Animaniacs
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All is strange and vague.
Are we dead...?
...or is this Ohio?
-- Animaniacs
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